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He could only see that pile of things to do and he just thought that if he didn't finish it soon it would all add up and everyone would be disappointed in him and he didn't want that,
he sat down and started to see the things he had to do and started working once more beginning that endless cycle that was the only thing that kept him afloat,
that made him feel useful but at the same time made him feel empty as if there was nothing more than that pile of tasks, it was a habit that he considered important or necessary,
but now it just seemed like a burden, something he didn't want to do,
he felt empty,
it's like he really was a robot, someone programmed to do the chores.
Paperwork,
doing the tasks of others,
he was getting fed up,
he no longer saw the point of what he was doing,
he could not find the reason or what is the reward,
he could be heard selfish but every act has its consequence then because he did not see the consequent deserved he was doing everything right or so he thought but he doesn't see anything beyond insults,
mockery and more work.

Time passed it was time for movie night that all his classmates were looking forward to but for him it was just another day in which he would have to keep everything in order,
that is, more work.

He still had things to do but he would do that when the movie ended,
F he couldn't leave momo alone dealing with everyone by herself,
he stopped what he was doing and went to the kitchen and started making the popcorn for the movie but what he wondered every time he started making the popcorn was if he really wanted to be there to be honest he didn't want to be out of his bed or out of his room he really wasn't in the mood to want to be with his classmates but He had no other choice as a representative of the class,
it was his duty to maintain the order of the others and make sure that the activities were well organized even if he didn't want to.

his classmates began to arrive and chat about what movie they were going to see that night,
the whole room was full of voices that could be heard from the kitchen

"Wow,
everyone is very excited,
I'm glad this activity helps everyone relax"
Momo said with a smile as she served the popcorn on the different plates but when she didn't hear any response,
she turned his eyes towards Iida seeing that he was only serving automatically.
He didn't look like he was paying attention or anything.

"Uhm Iida?" Momo called iida again and again he did not answer

"Iida!" Momo raised her voice calling Iida's attention

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