Since I was young, I've had one particular habit. Whenever I got close to someone or met someone new, I would only look at their strengths and compare them to myself. Why am I so short when that kid is so tall? Why am I like this when that kid is so popular and pretty? I've lived my whole life constantly comparing. Years passed, I became an adult, and I joined an organization called ORDER, where I met Nagumo. That guy, Nagumo, was tall, handsome, and of course, incredibly skilled. At some point, jealousy began to bloom in my heart, and I started to dislike him without even realizing it. Because of my prickly attitude toward him, we grew to dislike each other. No, it's more than just dislike—we loathe each other. Whether we're on a mission together or just passing by, I constantly compare myself to him. Even though I know I shouldn't, even though I know comparing myself only tears me down further, I just can't stop.