By the time I reached the third grade of junior high school, I had no intention of studying. I was living my life when I needed to eat and drink. Like most people, I had someone I liked, and I was dealing with complex interpersonal relationships. I didn't know what the future would be like. I was hit on the head by a basketball during a gym class and I traveled to a parallel time and space. This place was like a technological blockbuster in a movie, with advanced technology and spells that I had fantasized about countless times. My new journey began here.
Intention: independence
