In the Harry Potter world with a system

Are you fucking kidding me...

I spent my whole life as a loser, bullied in school to the point I dropped out. But I found hope, in the form of anime and manga. Right, perfect for a loser like me. My parents died when I was young forcing me to live with an aunt and uncle that hated me. Life wasn't all bad at least they never physically hurt me, but in a way, it was worse.

The neighbors would whisper about me when I walked by when they thought I couldn't hear them. For some reason, I'll never know why my aunt and uncle hated me and blamed me for every bad thing that happened to them in life. It always reminded me of my favorite movie, Harry Potter.

At least, in some way, I thought I wasn't alone, I prayed, one day that I could be him, at least he had a future even as bad as it was, friends, even if he was mostly manipulated by the ones around him. But, I can't get a job because I didn't finish high school and now I don't even have a place to live. That's right, the day I turned 18, I was kicked out.

They said something about not being forced to support me anymore and the free ride was over. so I packed my bags if you even wanna call it that I only had a small backpack that fit all my belongings.

A few outfits that were too big for me that I was lucky enough to find left one day when I was out on a walk and the 2 most precious items that I owned, the first harry potter book and a rem funko pop. The book was worn from the number of times I'd read it. The rem pop I was lucky to get after saving all the change I would find laying on the streets I finally had enough to buy it and what a wonderful day it was, being able to see the goddess of my favorite anime every day. But I'm getting sidetracked.

I left the house, with nowhere to go just wandering the street hoping to find a bench that looked out of sight. The last thing I needed was to be found by the police and be found of some crime. Well maybe it wouldn't be that bad, I mean 3 meals a day and a warm place to sleep. Finally, finding a bench that was slightly hidden, I took a seat, tired from my endless searching. "Get the fuck off my bench!!" A clearly drunk homeless man says while coming toward me. He then grabs me and shoves me toward a nearby alleyway. While walking quickly through that alley to some put distance between us. I saw something that I never expected. It was a truck if you even wanna call it that. it was more like something a kid would ride around in.

Small nothing more than 2 feet, for some reason it was bright pink and sounded nothing like a toy car I heard the roar of an engine as it approached. Revving its engine as if it was taunting me, the scariest part was it didn't have a driver. "Fuck am I really about to iseaki'd by a toy car" I said with a hint of happiness that at least this life would be over and I could at least not have to struggle so much anymore.

It sped up heading right for me, not that I had anywhere to go in this small dark alley. so I turned towards it, just accepting my fate while wondering how a toy car could go fast. It seemed to be going about 60 mph after just a second, probably faster than a normal car accelerates. But I was unlucky, I mean what could I expect with how my short 18 years have already gone... "AHHHHHHH!!" I screamed out in pain as it smashed into my leg instantly shattering it and leaving bones sticking out.

Are you fucking kidding me... This isn't how it was supposed to go. all the other iseaki protagonists got hit by a truck and instantly died, but not me... I was left laying in the alley for what felt like hours slowly bleeding. "Fuck you god" before everything slowly faded to black.

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