“AA, is it morning already?”

  I spent my whole night scrolling through reels.

  I think I was actually trapped inside the loop of media.

  I don't know why, I downloaded this freaking app known as Crista Club.

  I downloaded it.

  By the way, I am Hiroshi Yamanaka.

  I live in a very antisocial community where no one knows what they are doing.

  Actually, they do know what they are doing—but I don't.

  I happen to be studying at Kenjo High.

  I am a high schooler with nothing to do, but I am happily living this life as a student.

  But the one weird thing about my life is that in my friend group, I just have three friends so far in my life.

  The weird thing is that I am the only one who can see the Ash Howls.

  The theory is that they are creatures only people with different eyes can see.

  The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement.

  The eyes are not different from any others.

  The difference is that the cone cells and the rod cells are connected to each other.

  Because of that, people are able to see the Ash Howls.

  The concept looks too idiotic, but scientists say that most people can’t get how it's working.

  Because of that, people say they are just spreading rumors.

  But the main fact is this: it doesn’t define you as having any type of powers or anything.

  Before I said I am the only person who can see them—

  I can see them, but the thing is: I am the only one who doesn't have any powersssssss.

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  Character Profile:

  Name: Hiroshi Yamanaka

  Age: 15

  Gender: Male

  Appearance: Short sky blue hairs with black patches, green eyes

  Height/Weight: 181 cm / 70 kg

  I don't know why, but all people in the world have the ability to manipulate nature—or, I should say, use nature at their own will. It's not like people are born with these powers, but they acquire them eventually when they hit the age of 9 or 10. I waited until 10, but I couldn't get it. But I can only see Ash Howls. Not having power—that's why I said, I am the only one who can see them.

  I started talking to myself again.

  I am running late for school.

  “Mom, give me my breakfast.”

  “Oh, son, don't be so hasty. Your school starts at 8:00 a.m., and now it’s just 7:30 a.m.

  You have 30 minutes to pass.”

  “I know that, Mamma. I'm just eating fast because I am going too early today.

  I don't know how I woke this early today—daily habits making me eat fast.”

  I slept zero hours yesterday night.

  I am not going to tell Mom.

  Today i really got time to pass i thought I am late for school

  Mamma I am going.

  My school is not too far from my house. It's just 200 or 300 steps away.

  I was just around a hundred steps away from home.

  But suddenly something happened,

  No weird sounds. No sudden chill.

  Nothing that said, “Hey, something’s coming.”

  Then—

  Whack!

  “Eh…?”

  Something slammed into the side of my head.

  Hard.

  My knees gave out before I even knew what was going on.

  The sky above twisted. My vision blinked out like someone switched off the

  he light.

  Cold.

  Silence.

  What the hell just happened?

  Did… someone hit me?