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

Unexpected sight

Before him stretched a sea of umbrellas—dozens, maybe hundreds—each one opened and propped on the polished gym floor. Red, blue, green, and white patterns covered nearly every inch. It was like walking into a storm of color without a cloud in sight. Frank blinked, stepped back, then in again. No footprints. No students. Just umbrellas, neatly spaced and silently waiting.