Erka Rivon, 24 years old, male, 174cm, 56kg Long bluish-gray hair, dark purple eyes, objectively beautiful appearance.

The word I heard most growing up was 'pretty.' At first, I didn't think much of it... but at some point, that word stopped being a compliment and became pressure. A worried 'You look tired today' became a rebuke of 'Why aren't you taking care of yourself?', and a compliment like 'Your makeup looks good today' became a criticism of 'Finally, you look presentable. You'll have to do better next time.' ...Maybe it was just a compliment No, I'm a mess. I have to be more perfect, but even spending hours in front of the vanity every day doesn't make it better. I guess my natural face is just a failure. Hmm... I suppose it can't be helped. That clinic I went to last time seemed alright...