Test-tube babies. Have you ever heard the term before?

Apparently, theyre no longer called that nowadays. Rather, society has taken to using the term IVF babies instead.

I am one of those born from that very process. A human brought about through in vitro fertilization.

However, I dont know anything about my origins outside of that. Ive never even seen my parents faces.

Where they are now What theyre doing Why they put me in the White Room Nothing.

But, to be completely honest, Im not really that interested in finding out.

Theres one thing I learned when I was finally old enough to understand the world around me:

That my parents were both extremely talented people.

As such, I must be an incredibly blessed child born with the qualifications to become a genius then, right?

Though, as right as that may be, my existence runs in direct conflict with that of the White Room.

A facility whose ultimate goal is to raise all people unto equivalent superiority.

A facility where they seek to prove that the limits of humanity are decided not by ones genetics, but by their environment.

In other words, they want all people to harbor outstanding talent, not just those blessed with excellent genes like me.

In the end, for the White Room, Im surely just another experiment.

And while Im not really all that opposed to being an experiment, I find myself wondering if they really think theyll succeed.

I personally concluded long ago that its impossible to homogenize intellect, personality, and ethics.

In fact, doesnt my very existence serve as the greatest proof of that?

Ever since I was a child, Ive been proud of being different from those around me, though I never showed it. Id kill off the light in my eyes and indifferently pretend to go through the motions, all the while questioning the significance of the White Rooms existence.

Do I truly want to grow up dedicating my life to furthering the ideals of the White Room?

Am I really willing to put my life on the line, toiling day after day, desperate to become the worlds utmost example of a successful upbringing?

Wouldnt that be like, you know, kinda pathetic? Wouldnt you want to live more freely?

I would. At least, Id hate to spend the rest of my life locked up in such a world.

Oops, it seems Ive been rambling a bit. Lets get back to the matter at hand, shall we?

Ayanokji Kiyotaka. The being whose preeminent success stood out from the rest of the White Room.

Of course, I was skeptical when I first heard of him.

After all, how could I possibly believe that, despite all my painstaking efforts, he had scored far higher than me in every way?

But alas. After seeing the data, meeting him in person, talking to him I finally understood.

Understood how special he truly was.

However, Im sorry Senpai.

I really want to take your side, but thats just not how fate is going to play out.

Because, there are those Ive known for much, much longer than you, Senpai.

Im way more compassionate than I thought I was Who wouldda guessed?

As one of your faithful admirers, Ill be looking on from a distance once that time finally comes.