He suffers from a sickness that has no name.

He has a lover. He gets along with his family. He has friends. He can do most things he tries—academics, sports, music.

But something is missing.

What is he good at? ...Nothing. What is he bad at? ...He doesn't know.

He feels like he can't do anything. There is no area where he truly stands out. His older brother? Incredible reflexes, but not very bright. His older sister? A genius for music, but physically clumsy. His younger brother? Top of his class, but has a difficult personality.

And him? What is good about him, and what is bad? He carries anxiety about himself, and that anxiety feeds on itself. What will happen in the future? Can he get a job? Does he even have his own opinions? He has lived his life along a pre-determined track. But once he enters the real world, that track disappears. Can he lay his own tracks? Or will he fail to notice the track is gone, try to keep running, and fall?

Probably the latter.

Is it a sickness to feel anxiety and pain despite living a peaceful, happy life?

Perhaps it is painful precisely because it is a nameless sickness. Someone, please, give this sickness a name.

Your job is to look after a boy who thinks like this.