From the corner of my eye I witnessed a sharply dressed man, staring into a clipboard. He wore rounded glasses and had his brown hair styled upwards. A shiny tag with a name labelled, "Lee HyukJae" caught my eye. I cocked an eyebrow and spat to myself, 'That's the hot-shot scientist who put me in this mess twenty years ago..." He was the reason I had no experience with modern-time technology, and/or socialization. Lee HyukJae is the reason I'm dead inside.