My name's not important. That's kind of the point.
I sit on the rooftop every morning. Same bench. Same corner. No one ever notices. Even the janitor pretends I'm part of the furniture.
In class, I sit behind the tall guy. When teachers pass out papers, they forget me. When fights break out, I'm the one crawling away under desks.
I'm not bullied. I'm not praised.
I'm just... there.
A background character.
But that changed when I got memories of me from parallel universe.
I was just average man without a friend but I found solace in anime,manhwa or comics and my favorite manhwa was lookism.
So I got the memories of mine from parallel universe
I got the whole new perspective in this world.