Protagonist-kun resents hard work, for working hard always betrays him:

When trying his best to make his parents proud of him, his sibling would overshadow his attempts as worthless, for they were found smarter and more appealing in general. Instead, his family would berate him on not trying hard enough and tell him to “stop being lazy”.

When trying his best to socialize with his peers, he would end up as an outcast without having anyone to call a friend, for his profound lack of charisma and his overly awkward behavior prevented him from having any enjoyable conversation. Instead he would be the victim of mockeries, would get ignored intentionally, and would be violently bullied by older kids, which his peers deemed him deserving for being “weird and creepy”.

When trying his best to better and to fix his appearance, he would get no result after mouths of tiresome exercises and scrutinous diets, for his metabolism refused to change. Instead he would repulse the opposite gender simply by his presence and would be surnamed a “pig", a “fasto”, a “looser” by the gossiping girls who enjoyed insulting him behind his back.

The thing he loved the most, which was the beautiful art of drawing and painting did betray him as well, for 5 year worth of practicing would get him as far as it would take an amateur only about a week. Even when persisting, “working hard” ultimately becomes obsolete when facing talent, yet unfortunately, protagonist-kun had no talents at all.

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Protagonist-kun hates himself for being a failure, but most of all hates society for giving him false hope of salvation: that’s why protagonist-kun decided to commit suicide, refusing to accept such reality which kept tormenting him with the notion called “hard-work “which he was thought was hypocritical.

While his hanging corpse wobbled from the noose attached to his neck, and as if murmuring his last wishes to the darkness of his room, he whispers in a last breath: “. . . I wish I . . . I didn’t had to experience hard work . . . at all”.

Nobody, not even his family, really cared that protagonist-kun killed himself, while some even rejoiced at the pitiful circumstances of his death, arguing he was better off dead anyways.

This was to be expected: after all, protagonist was a disappointment to society.

Yet what was not expected and probably will never be is that one mysterious entity, unbound from the constraint of society and transcending reality itself, had heard protagonist-kun last wish through the tricks of fate. . .

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