Dimension Walker

He is just a food delivery boy. What is calculated every day is red lights, intersections, and late fines. For him, the world originally only had "faster" and "faster". Until one day—— He found that he was always three minutes behind time. It's not that the watch is broken. It's not that I feel wrong, But some things that should have happened were already decided before he made a judgment. He tried to obey and also tried to avoid. But whether you choose or not choose, The price will seep into his life bit by bit. Judgment starts to slow down, Luck begins to shift, Someone even took the consequences for him. There is no system announcement, There are no rules stated, Only the world keeps confirming one thing - you are involved. When "time" is no longer a tool, When "selection" starts to be recorded, Only then did he realize: What is really terrible, Not selected, But you think you still have a way out.