Being Negative Does Not Mean I'm Never Positive

Sometimes it doesn't matter even though you want it to. Sometimes, you'll just realize you're not the main protagonist within your own life either. And then it just doesn't matter, because why should it matter, and how could it matter when you're just a side character? Oh, you can hate, so easily, and you can do all you want. But me? All I want to do is stay away from the main character. If I were to be an innocuous person anyway, I'd rather be as ubiquitous as possible, be as plain and normal as possible, be nothing more but that person that's always just there, and be nothing else. It's almost something spiteful, and I embrace it to the best of my abilities, because I find solace in wallowing in hate. And so I let myself. So when this shining character ran into me, I planned to stay away as far as possible. But whether he'll let me or not is the question, but I don't quite care for it. And, try as he might, nothing will come out of this interaction. Because they all leave in the end.