"The stars shone bright in the sky as I watched them, with my breath slowing down. I could feel the pain, the glass piercing my heart as i tried to inhale, or exhale. Only if I was more confident, more brave... "
***
Dae-Yang, was, a loser.
He could not face the fact that he was always weak, always a 'below-average' guy in nearly everything. But it was not that he did not had room to improve. He could have, but his laziness and low self-esteem always gripped him back tight.
And today too, he got in a dispute with some drunks. He could have atleast fought, rather than running away, and then getting hit by a speeding car.
***
"I guess it's the end after all... " He said as he felt his body shutting down, and closed his eyes.
But after a while, he felt life re-entering his body. Confused, he opened his eyes.
[ *Welcome, Dae-Yang, to the S.Y.S.T.E.M]
"Wh- What the..? "