Many other reincarnations might have struggled being reborn, trying to survive in a world where clan kids had a leg-up while being a civilian, and sometimes even an orphan to boot.
You'd gotten lucky, however. With the full package, you were a clan kid (and not a bastard, at that). And you even had parents! Plus, you weren't born into the Uchiha or Hyuga clans, so you could rest easy about any drama.
It was easy being a clan kid, not having to worry about getting kicked out of the academy as long as you were decent enough. Having family techniques were sure to allow you to survive. And you were even at the top of your class!
At least, that's what you thought until you actually went out on your first C-Rank. You'd never killed before, but you'd found no need to prepare yourself for any future missions.
But unused to striking in a real situation, you froze, and the enemy ninja didn't hesitate to strike.
You, a clan child, the top of your class, were killed by another genin.
At least you wouldn't be alive to face the shame of your family.
You felt a little bit of sorrow for how your parents would react towards your jounin-sensei.
'Konoha's coddling of Clan Kids is really detrimental,' you thought, before dying.