Expectations are quite a funny thing.
Some people think it always leads to disappointment and try not to expect anything from anyone…
… and then there are some naive fools who think everything can be achieved with expectations.
But no matter how a person might deny it, they always hold it, without a doubt.
No matter how desperate the situation seems, everyone thinks some plot armour will save them.
No matter how unlucky you are, you always expect to win some lottery.
So, naturally, I, a person so humble and benevolent, am no stranger to having expectations.
And in this life, at the moment I arrived at Noxvalen, I had expected but a small thing: That maybe… just maybe things would follow the novel for a while before I mess it all up with my chaos.
But truly, Reality, that bitch pretending to be a yandere, always without a doubt wants to lock me up in its basement of despair.
I swear the obsession is real.
