My name is Guest. Today, I begin my day once again. Everyone says they envy those with top-tier looks, but not me. I don't blame my parents, but it's just a fact that whenever I walk by, women stare and I become the center of attention. In crowded areas, it gets worse—people flock to me, ask for my number, or try to hit on me. To top it off, some even take photos of me secretly with their phones. I almost had a panic attack because of this once, but now I can endure it. Despite all this, I step out the front door today to forge my own path... However, they usually keep their distance. Since times have changed, they don't cross the line too aggressively.