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I am the Main Character

I am the Main Character

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Chapter 1 Prologue

Word Count: 1205    |    Released on: 05/03/2022

ar steps on the entrance of the the school bus when I sudden

the reason why no matter what I do, my effor

ays left

s so simple. I often praised myself for my capabili

, unexplainable coincidence or a system which

o

g much more obv

gan eight

o a facility cal

ual

actually born there, for

e dating was

ke anyone was going to stop us. In fact, some people did pa

ren't any cafés, cinemas, parks or romantic scenery. There was practically nothing you could do with your partner. Ultimately, the

place was designed to build ideal humans, well, ideal for a diff

rtainment, I did not dis

crowd and rarely thinking on their own. They were pretty dumb as well, despite everyone

, no one was a

ven c

here intelligence me

with some facing the front and some facing the sides. There was a nice little section designated for elderly

uated' from the system. The seats were scarcely occupied in the beginning, with only a small number having people sitting in them. I was a pretty early

ain, it wasn't exactly because I was especially determined or willed, it was just that I didn't have anything I wanted to do. I glanced ar

ually aloof and distanced response of, "...yeah" whilst they grudgingly moved their belongings under the seat or onto their lap. Nearly every time, the student would look for someone of the same gender to request a seat. It was obvious

hnically I had noticed them the entire time, bu

bus driver, who takes practically no notice of any other student, seemingly loves to greet this specific girl. One w

ke I had never competed against her, it wa

riminally

mp record was 1.45m whilst mine was 1.6m. Especially when it came to soccer, she always seemed to be chosen for the representa

she seemed more like an airhead than a critical thinker. But all this justificat

ith girl and boy with boy. This was not an uncommon occurrence either. She often sat next to boys and every time she did, it seemed like the boys we

extrovert, a trait which was almost like a blessing in this day and age. Everyone wanted to be her friend, everyone wanted to be associate

olding me back. Like there was someone up in th

ecause she was more pretty, more open, more talkative, more popular, or something else. Something

w what that s

ised why my own lif

he Main C

as the Sid

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