A farewell to the protagonist of DRV3

Y/N's Backstory (Simplified)

Y/N was born into a well-off family with his sister and father. From birth he never really showed any sign of being different from the other kids his age, so his father took it upon himself to teach Y/N everything there was to know about anything. Y/N was under extremely harsh restrictions such as not eating until he was told to, work always coming first, being the best, and surpassing anyone. Since being put under this harsh measurement and mostly being closed off to the outside world, since he wasn't permitted to go to school, Y/N grew quite nervous around people and sometimes even his own sister. Y/N was a happy kid, at least as happy as someone who was forced to work from a young age could be.

However in the upcoming years of his life, in his eyes, his sister was always going to be the person that he could never truly surpass, she was everything he was not, whilst yes, he was smarter and stronger than her...he always couldn't help but feel a little jealous of her, whether it was how much happier she seemed to be compared to him or how she thrived around people...he could never put his finger on it. Once in his teenage years, Y/N was given permission to go to school with other people, and along with a new school...would also come a bunch of school clubs. In his father's words, he only wanted Y/N to succeed in life so Y/N was forced to join every club that the school would offer him, otherwise what was the point in going to school if he wasn't going to put his very soul to the test? His sister casually proposed the idea that he sneaks into her school, the only issue was that it was an all-girl school and Y/N knew how bad everything could go if it were to be found out that he was a boy rather than a girl however his sister assured him that if he agreed, his life would be filled with new friends and a guaranteed happier life.

Despite the absurdity of it all, Y/N slowly began to warm up to the idea. His father didn't particularly care what school he went to for so long that he picked what subjects he'd be taking so a few weeks later Y/N got the okay to head to the school. Despite what people tried to guess about what happened next Y/N was actually able to pull off being a girl rather well, whilst Y/N did feel a little guilty sneaking into a school that he had no business being in. Only a week into Y/N's schooling, due to the lack of students the school ended up opening itself to both genders rather than just one. 

Though not everything was as good as he was promised that it would've been and due to how over-the-top acting was of being a girl Y/N quickly found himself at the feet of his classmates, being regularly picked on wasn't anything Y/N couldn't handle, however, he ended up finding himself growing more anxious around people than he had ever been before in his life. Though it was around this time that Y/N took up tutoring people, this idea, of course, being his father's. So mid into his teenage years he slowly but surely began to come out of his shell to people and tried to embrace his brain, even taking up a job in a local library, however...he always couldn't help but wonder if he was doing what he wanted, or his own father. Being told what to do and who to talk to all the way to what he ate every single day Y/N couldn't help but feel like he had a lack of person, his personality was as boring as a white piece of bread and he felt bad because of it. 

Y/N didn't have anyone that he considered to be his friend and that made him feel even worse. Without his father, he'd be nothing, he'd just be a regular person. With these thoughts running through his mind he agreed to tutor a girl in his grade, she was rather friendly to Y/N so he thought...maybe this was it, maybe he'd finally make a friend to talk to and laugh with. So he sat down with the girl in a comfortable armchair with a couple of papers and books in front of him and...

Suddenly he didn't feel like tutoring anyone anymore.

It was most likely at that moment that his reputation crumbled, with fake rumors being spread rapidly by his peer, Y/N found himself being at rock bottom. Only a handful of people bothered to even ask Y/N how he was doing in the morning. Though Y/N couldn't help but notice that whoever bad-mouthed him even a little would always have something unfortunate happen to them, that's the best way to describe it in Y/N's eyes. Some of them would find that all their pencils went missing, or some others would find their shoes untied, though the worst thing Y/N's tormentors would go through was the peer that had started the rumors to begin with. One day she arrived at school in a cast and a bruised-up face. Y/N wasn't all that surprised when the blame got pushed onto him, because he was a boy. It was only then that Y/N realized how easy it was to be a girl in the harshest of times, and whilst not everything was perfect pretending to be a girl he knew that in the long run...it was worth a try. 

But even deceiving everyone Y/N couldn't help but forget who he was as a person, it didn't matter how many people showed interest in Y/N rather it was friendship or even a relationship they had in mind...Y/N couldn't help but be bothered by any of it anymore, his identity and his own personality didn't even seem existent to him anymore as time went on. Who even was he anymore? Did he even know? What did he like? What was his favourite thing? What did he like to do? Even as his sister tried to help guide him through, it only made Y/N depend on her more than anyone...some may even call it annoying. However, whilst his sister encouraged that he try to discover himself again, Y/N couldn't find himself being worth anything outside of his work. He didn't remember who he was before he began working. But even with his nose deep into his work...didn't even seem to help anymore. What could Y/N do if he was bored? Who would he talk to? He slowly became a shell of himself and became a complete pushover to anyone he interacted with, so he- he... He...! 

Didn't know what to do anymore.

But... Maybe...just maybe, someone will come along and help him to become his own person again. However, that may take a little while.