Dandadan : Awkward Guy

[Takakura's POV]

Ken Takakura.

That's my name.

And no, I am not the popular thriller actor who goes by the same name. I was not tall, handsome, rich or effortlessly cool like that guy.

I'm just an awkward guy.

And before you take another guess, I was not the main character of Dandadan who is otherwise known as Okarun either.

I really am just an awkward guy who stole his dead body after an alien killed him.

It was sad really. The boy spent all his life searching for aliens because he never found a place or people to call his own and he thought only aliens would accept him - entities that were just as odd and felt out of place as him.

But eventually, when he stumbled upon an alien, they killed him instantly by stopping his heart for reasons I'd assume to be not wanting to be found out.

Truly a sad life that guy lived. I felt even more sympathetic than usual as we shared the same name.

"...."

"...." I joined my hands in prayer to pay respect to his dead soul.

Well enough talking about how sad someone's life is. Let's talk about how sad my life was and the fucked up situation I found myself in.

I am in the Dandadan universe, in the body of one of the main characters in the show. A show which I unfortunately dropped after one episode because of how weird and fucked up it was.

Just think about it and sympathize with me for a second. I did not even want to watch the show because of how weird it was and now I was living in the world of said show.

Then there was the fact that I was taken away from my home. I had good parents who loved me with all they had (but not more than I loved them) and little siblings who meant everything to me.

I was separated from them without my consent.

...

Woe is me. Me is Woe. Yoyo.

I try not to think about the latter part too much.

The worst thing about all of this was that I had no idea how all this came to be. I did not know how I ended up in this universe, possessing the body of a boy with the same name as mine.

The last thing I remembered was going to bed after a fruitful day where I defended my title as the strongest arm-wrestler in my school.

Then I woke up in this scrawny body of a depressed boy.

I panicked a lot at first, thinking I just woke up from a coma with how weak and frail my body was. But the situation turned out to be much worse.

If not for Okarun living alone and having the house all to himself I would've gotten into serious trouble. Luckily, Okarun's parents were deadbeats like most of the parents of anime MCs.

I had the space and time to panic and have a mental breakdown. After that, with the few memories I inherited from Okarun, I was able to make do and dragged my ass to school.

"But maybe I should've stayed at home," I said with a deadpan face while a ball of paper hit my face for the nth time.

I was built like a bitch and my reputation with my peers was as low as it could be without being negative. So it was no wonder that people were bullying me.

I'd bully me too.

I awkwardly adjusted the giant glasses on my nose, the weight being unfamiliar. Then I did my best to glare at the boy who threw the paper ball at me.

I received another throw due to my glare and this time, it was even harder and it came with a challenge for me to do something about it.

Apparently, no one was afraid of a glare from a boy built like a twig. It would've been effective if I was at least average.

"I'll bite you if you do that again," I said, pissed off. I was not used to being done like this, normally it was the opposite.

"You mean bark?" the guy said and the four other guys around him laughed at the joke.

I'll admit, that was good.

"Hey four-eyes,"

He rolled up another piece of paper and I intensified my glare. If glares had heat, I would've burned four holes on the guy.

"Try me," I said with smouldering intensity.

*Tap*

"...."

"...."

He really tried me as the paper ball hit my forehead and fell on my table.

Everyone paused for a moment and silence persisted. I broke the silence with a violent tug as I stood up from my seat as roughly as I could. My chair fell with a loud clanking noise behind me.

"...."

"...."

In the end, I did nothing else. I saw that the guy did not even flinch when I made the sudden movement. I knew that I had no chance mentally or physically.

'Wait till I built some muscles,' I grumbled in my mind as I picked up my chair and sat down again like a docile pet.

Everyone burst out laughing as I quietly took out the magazines under my table and read them to ignore everyone, like Okarun always did.

Damn, I always thought I'd do better than the nerds if I were put in the same situation of being bullied. I guess that was not the case.

I seriously needed to start training. I didn't even need to be strong at this point, I just had to stop being so harmless.

Anyway, my classmates continued laughing and made jokes at my stake. But hey, at least they stopped throwing at me.

A small win in a long span of time where nothing went my way.

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(At home)

"Oh my god, it's only eleven!!" I screamed out at the top of my lungs while doing pushups.

I had only done 11 push-ups but my arms felt like they were on fire and acid was flowing in my veins. Although I was weak, I was also small and light so I thought I'd at least be able to bust 20 or so push-ups easily.

Unable to bear the strain any longer, I collapsed on the floor.

"Haa...haa...haa...On the bright side, push-ups were the final exercise," I said optimistically.

Indeed, I had already done many lower body exercises like sprinting and squats so I was not at full energy. I broke the Gymbro stereotype and trained my legs first because even though I didn't watch the show, I knew Okarun would obtain powers related to running fast.

I was currently training in the apartment I live in. My parents were both overseas but they were decently rich so the apartment was big.

Although, I didn't have any pocket money or whatsoever. My parents only paid the bills and rarely gave me money myself other than for buying necessities.

So I was still broke, just not poor.

"Okay, I think I have more work to do than initially expected," I said as I was lying on the floor with a puddle of sweat.

"It would be really convenient if I had a system," I said expectedly but I got no response.

"...."

"Status Open,"

"...."

"Shazam?"

"...."

I sighed, "Fine, I'll do it myself,"

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