Popularity Is A Gift.
From an early age, I had the talent to be popular. Of course, I knew not everyone liked me, especially the ones who were rivalrous. But It didn't matter, right or wrong. As long as people saw me as popular, that was all that mattered.
My life as a popular kid remained the same throughout elementary school and junior high. A dazzling road. Yet still, I haven't been able to get rid of the mysterious, small discomfort that I sometimes feel. An unanswerable feeling of discomfort, it was the only thing that kept smoldering in the back of my mind all through my flawless life.
Even though I was accepted and followed by many people, I still felt a sense of unease that would never go away. But I decided not to care. It's alright as long as I can remain the best and most popular, regardless of whether I feel comfortable or not.
That was the plan. But that all changed when I entered high school. I couldn't help but feel a strong sense of discomfort rising to the surface. Horikita Manabu. The man who was a year older than me was someone who was the subject of the respect of many. He was much more dazzling and intelligent than I was, and he was a man of conviction that was anything but frivolous.
I wanted to compete with him, my idol. Someone who I can never hope to reach due to my moral compass and my selfishness. Yet he never gave me the light of day. I wanted to see him as a rival, yet he only saw me as an equal. I pushed him to compete with me to remove that discomfort and truly achieve something incredible. But I never could. He always brushed me off. Every single time. No, I have one last year left to achieve something, to defeat someone truly worthy. I, an unlucky king with no good opponents, will create a war myself. I have already found the ultimate weapon to use against Horikita-senpai.
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.
On the surface level, he looks like another cookie-cutter. Nice guy. But beneath that surface lies an abundance amount of potential ripe to take advantage of, and he is well aware of this. Yet, for some reason, he doesn't use it. I speculate this is due to his defect, which allocated him to Class D, but something isn't right. Whenever I get to know more about him and whenever I get closer to him opening up to me, it's like he becomes even more complex to understand. It's similar to that sense of discomfort I feel. Whatever it is, I hope once I know his weakness, I'll be able to weaponize his talents and aim him at Horikita-senpai so I can truly achieve something worthy of someone of my caliber.
The defeat of Horikita Manabu.

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