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Hey.

Name’s Kaite. Kaite Smily.

And despite my last name… My life isn’t very smily. Or interesting. Or much, to be honest.

I’m just…Average. My everything about me really.

I have the common hair color and style, eyes, face shape…Even birthday. Which is September 9th. Not that it mattered much, anyway. And neither do I.

The fact that lots of other people around me agreed to a high standard just added fuel to the fire. But, at least I got along with everybody. And not end up someone like that one fictional character named Izuku Midoriya back when he was in junior high. I found it weird that his surname could be translated to “green valley,” from Japanese. Oh, what I’d to look like a Japanese person… But, I’m stuck with these Wasian genes.

But that’s beside the point.

Kaite then stopped writing in her notebook. “I’m probably not even going to have the motivation to even finish at least 5 pages at all,” Kaite claimed. “What the hell am I doing at this point?” She questioned herself, as she then closed the notebook and set her pen down. “Trying to convince myself life is meaningful is harder than I initially expected…” Kaite looked out the window of her room. It was raining. “…At least one good thing is happening in my life.”

Kaite had a great favor on the rain. The drops of water that dropped on her were always so relaxing, alongside the sounds of them splattering on the ground repeatedly.

Kaite slumped back in her chair and stared at the ceiling as she took a moment to rest her eyes and gather her racing thoughts.