Homeroom (1)

Ken found himself back in his old homeroom, sitting by the window where he used to stare out the window and day dream about playing baseball professionally. How many times had he been reprimanded in class for not paying attention?

Just remembering his old self brought a wry smile to his face.

While the view was the same, things very much felt different. He was no longer a naive teenager who only thought about playing baseball, he felt more aware of his surroundings, almost as if a veil had been lifted from his eyes.

'Is it because I'm more mature? Or is it because I don't care what others think about me?' Ken mused inwardly, resting his face upon his hand.

Since he was not worried about such frivolous things, it allowed him to focus on important things. Perhaps the system also played a part in his social development and behavior?

Would he be as self confident if he did not have the system?

Probably not.