Damn alarm. I hate this fucking phone a thousand times over. It keeps ringing. It never shuts up. As long as this alarm rings, I'll keep hating it. It's trying to drag me into that shitty world again.
"I'm up. Again."
I said to myself. I'm not schizophrenic. Because my precious wife is next to me. Though she doesn't really care about me. It's six in the morning. Her job starts an hour later than mine. Since I go to work earlier, I get up before that woman. Of course, she's awake now. She's mocking me.
"I know you're awake, Toe."
All I hear is silence. Anyway, I better get up now. I'll skip these unimportant parts for you. I have two useless kids. Both are teenagers in high school. Why did I even get married? Why did I have kids? Why did I sentence myself to this hellish life? You must be dying to hear my story. The life of the world's shittiest hero dad.
Anyway, let me at least give you the unimportant info. My name is Rei. I have two kids. One empty wife. One loyal friend. My family is dead. Or rather, they croaked. My father was a drunk. My mother was a whore. Yeah, how much worse could life get? Anyway, I feel like you didn't come to hear a middle-aged man's rant. Whatever, time to head to work.
I had breakfast. Got dressed. Same as always. Then I left the house. As if anything's different. I was about to catch the subway 500 meters away when—what do I see? The metro line is broken. Construction for the past 5 months. Damn wasteful bastards. It's a joke. Not a single bus or taxi in five months. Only cars, trucks, and motorcycles passing by... Unbelievable. No one's selling me anything either. Everyone feels like an NPC. Looks like it's another day of walking.
After a 3 km walk, I arrived at work. Sat in my usual spot. Turned on the computer. Nothing special. Oh, and the person next to me is a woman. Very young. Just started recently. Why would someone that young come to this middle-aged pit? There are so many ways to earn money. Anyway, we kind of developed a father-daughter relationship. I see her more like my daughter than my actual biological one. She's more polite and kind. I wish my son and daughter were like her. But for some reason, I haven't seen her in 5 DAMN MONTHS. The other coworkers said she's been sick. Not that I care anymore. Haru, the boss, is also here. He hasn't given me any real work in 5 months. Just keeps dumping pointless tasks on me. I'm starting to feel strange things in this world, and I have a feeling it's leading somewhere very dark.
"Rei, the boss wants to see you. He's gonna be mad. What did you do this time?"
Wait, what!? I didn't do shit! He's the one giving me all this pointless crap. He can fuck off. Anyway, I quietly got up and walked to Haru's office without saying anything. Opened the door. The boss was holding a phone.
"Sit down."
"Why did you call me in today, sir?"
"I have good news and bad news. Good news—you've been promoted. Bad news—your son killed my precious daughter."
To be continued...