I used to think the world revolved around me. Well, that wasn't true. The world seemed to spin along merrily on money, completely disregarding my will, rotating tirelessly day after day. I started to realize this during the summer of my second year of high school. No matter how long I waited, no beautiful girl fell from the sky, no organization kidnapped me, no terrorists attacked during class. I started to wonder why I was even alive, not unlike that certain Suzumiya Haruhi. I began to accept my insignificance and the crappy reality of things. But I was wrong. I realized that opportunities wouldn't come knocking. Why didn't I realize it sooner? But I didn't have time to rejoice in this realization. I immediately took action. And then, I died (lol). I was reincarnated.