Nothing special... I was called that. Always...
"Useless! You think because mommy and daddy have the big cash, you are better?! Fat chance. Loser. Pussy! You are nothing! Next time I see you, you are dead!" - these were some of the things that were said to me.
Average student, average grades, average university, average... I was the definition of the word.
What is the point? I don't want to take the company, I'm not interested in it. My siblings are more suited for it either way. Am I going to work an average job, live an average life, be average until the end? What's the point in such life?
I was scared. A villain had attacked. Metropolita has a lot less crime compared to other places but they still happen. I was caught in the middle! As the villain was about to shoot a little kid, I just... MOVED. I just remember tackling him, a sharp pain in my left shoulder and me wrenching the gun out of his hands, whacking him in the head. Then... darkness. I woke up in hospital. I don't know what made me do such a thing, an average guy like me, but now I feel different. Like "Eureka! This is it!". I think, I found it- the thing I want to do...