Chapter 1: Suspicious Email (1/2)
To be good at everything, yet great at nothing, that was the fate Alex had 'endured' all his life
He was lacking any sort of passion and ambition pushing his involvement in academic life or 'life' in general. He graduated high school with above-average grades and could have very well pursued a well-earning major and entered the corporate battlefield, enjoying a few weeks of rest a year, a nine-to-five day job, an occasional vacation, a spouse, and some kids.
In middle age, he would be so numbed by life that discounted microwaves at the local big supermarket would start to seem exciting.
Eventually, he might become unhappy in his relationship, get a divorce, have his children move out, and form a life of their own, visiting him twice or thrice a year right until his deathbed, where he would have died.
END OF THE STORY
Ah, The textbook life of happiness.
This was a bit too far into the future, however, as our Alex was still a 20-something youth in the prime of his life and overwhelmed by the tragic life of an adult.
'Becoming a scientist? Nah, too troublesome'
'Becoming a doctor? Nah, my lifespan shortens just thinking about it'
'Becoming a politician? Nah, I don't want to get assassinated at the age of 40 in my spare mansion in Monte Carlo'
'Becoming a writer? Nah, I lack the patience to write full-length novels and I'm not confident in making any profit at all'
Additionally, if it were law, engineering, financing or administration, Alex would only give different variations of the preceding quotes.
And graduating in the midst of a global pandemic didn't help his case too much, as entry-level jobs, which already required years of experience that freshly-graduated bachelors needed to somehow invent, now started straight-out refusing youngsters.
Which is why, despite having a resumé and a past track record worthy of a goody two-shoes that could easily(in most circumstances) land him a good job, Alex has instead been juggling a dozen or so online gigs, having had an ophthalmologist-offending screen time and eating instant ramen for lunch, dinner and reluctantly, breakfast.
Frozen peas and unseasoned chicken breast were really his only real source of nutrition.
It is often said 'You are what you eat'.
Alex, by that logic, was therefore cheap and empty junk.
He could definitely ask his mother for financial aid but he wouldn't dare. His mom raised both him and his younger brother, Alexander, as a single mother.
And due to him finally somewhat achieving 'financial independence', his mother has been able to afford toys and other such forms of entertainment necessary for raising young children to Alexander.