It's like this. I'm a sad social worker who dropped out of school at an early age. I'm 26 years old and have graduated from high school. Although I have great business ability, I struggle with the garbage senior management every day. I am very exhausted on weekdays. I stay up late to practice levels and rely on coffee to survive.
Watching my hair fall out in handfuls, I could only crazily drink nutritional supplements. Watching my youth roll away, I felt so heartbroken.
Entering the society early, I suffered too many beatings. Looking back now, I burst into tears and swore secretly in my heart:
If I could go back to those days, I would never fight this piece of shit.
Fortunately, although time cannot be reversed, social animals are still social animals, but with my outstanding performance over the years, I finally returned to school with the help of my boss - one by one
And from a problem student to a problem teacher.
Thank you for the invitation. The new working environment is very good, the scenery is beautiful, and the children are cute, but the city where I am located is a bit unsafe.
But those in black clothes, you don't need to be so afraid of me, really.
I, Fujimaru Ritsuka, am just a hired worker who was once wanted by the United Nations.
Mission: We all have a bright future
