Janitor Finds Gym Floor Filled With Umbrellas, Then Reads the Note Left for Him

Miguel stood silent, heart tight in his chest. He gripped the note gently as if it were made of glass. Behind him, the students waited. No one moved or spoke. The gym remained still, filled not just with umbrellas but with unspoken memories. It was quiet in a new way—a kind of reverence. Miguel wiped his cheek.