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It was said that when Chen Fan's parents gave him this name, they hoped he would be like a sail upon the sea, fearless of wind and waves as he bravely sailed ahead.
But Chen Fan felt that he did not match his name at all. He thought he ought to have been named Chen Fan instead. For the first sixteen years of his life, he had been utterly ordinary. From kindergarten through middle school, he had always been the most unremarkable child in class. His studies were neither good nor bad, and his grades hovered around the lower-middle range.
He was neither one of those promising students teachers praised every day, nor was he bad enough to have his parents summoned every other day. Naturally, he had not fallen into becoming one of those delinquent boys who fought all day, spouted brotherhood nonsense, and were considered roguishly handsome and hormone-filled by many girls.
On top of that, he had no sports or artistic talents worth mentioning, and his looks were equally plain. He felt like one of those background extras in anime who existed purely to fill space. Whenever the artist wanted to slack off or the production team ran out of budget, they would not even bother drawing his facial features, just putting up a blank face to fool the audience and calling it stream-of-consciousness. (A direct callout to Director Kunihiko Ikuhara here~)
More importantly, Chen Fan felt that he had never had anything to do with courage, especially after what had happened a few days ago.
After entering high school, his life had barely changed. Although he had switched to a new school, with new classmates and teachers, he still diligently played his role as a background extra. In order to look like he fit in,