THE TRUCK-KUN NEVER KILLED ME!

“Ah…! Unh… Go deeper…!”

I spend an alarming amount of my finite human existence jerking off to pixelated filth.

Okay, let’s not romanticize it. There was no artistic melancholy to the scene. 

I beat my meat constantly. 

Or that’s how it should go normally.

A TV in front of me, currently playing a steamy scene. The kind you’ve already seen too many times but still leave running anyway because silence feels worse.

My room is filled with trash and useless R-rated books, scattered all over the floor like proof that I’ve been losing for a long time.

After all, I’m a desperate virgin who longs for the intimacy and touch of a woman in my life.

Or maybe not. It might just be horniness that killed my love instincts completely.

I am Sunyata Shinzen—once hailed as the golden boy of intellect.

Now reduced to a trash gooner. Well, life comes at you fast I guess.

Back then… intelligence, charm, good looks. I had it all.

Popularity. Fame. Wealth.

Three of these?

They were the holy trinity of my legendary high school life.

A personal brand I didn’t even need to try for. Everything just… aligned. People listened when I spoke. Teachers expected greatness from me. Even silence felt like approval.

Now?

Now no one would even notice if I existed or not, as if I had already been erased from the world without anyone bothering to confirm it.

And it’s all because of him!

My father.

He lost his company—only to get stabbed when I was still standing at my peak!

Turns out everything was already collapsing behind the scenes. Debt. Pressure. Deals I was too sheltered to even understand. And when he couldn’t pay… they killed him.

Just like that.

But the worst part wasn’t even the death.

It was how fast everything disappeared after it.

I didn’t understand what was happening at first. It was all noise. Lawyers, calls, rumors, people suddenly speaking in softer voices around me like I was already something fragile.

Then I checked my university bank account.

I remember it clearly because I was trying to pay tuition. Exams were in three days. Everything was supposed to be normal.

Zero.

Nothing left.

Just a clean, humiliating number staring back at me like the world had decided I was already done.

I panicked and complained. I remember calling him—asking what was going on, what I was supposed to do now.

He told me not to worry.

Said he would handle the tuition soon.

But that “soon” never came.

And neither did he.

After that… it was like the world quietly stepped back from me. No confrontation. No explanation. Just distance. People stopped calling. Messages slowed down. Opportunities disappeared without announcement.

Like I was already dead, and no one had bothered to inform me yet.

I just wanted to buy food that day.

Something cheap. Cup noodles, maybe. Anything to get through another night without thinking too much.

That’s all it was supposed to be.

But then I saw her.

A girl standing right in the middle of the road, completely absorbed in her phone. Not even looking up. Not even noticing the sound building behind her.

A truck was coming.

Fast.

Too fast.

Truck-kun.

I don’t know why I moved.

I really don’t.

Maybe instinct. Maybe stupidity. Maybe I just wanted to feel like I still mattered in a world that had already forgotten me.

So I ran.

I pushed her out of the way.

And for a moment… I thought that was it.

The impact came almost immediately after.

My body slammed into the truck’s front, bounced off the hood like I weighed nothing, and hit the asphalt hard enough to knock every thought out of my head.

Pain exploded through me in waves I couldn’t even properly process.

But I was alive.

Somehow… I was still alive.

The truck had slowed down.

I remember that part clearly. The driver probably panicked. Brakes screeching. Metal groaning. The world suddenly becoming quiet in that strange way right after something terrible happens but before anyone understands it.

The girl rushed over.

I could see her above me, blurry, shaking, crying. Her voice didn’t fully reach me, like it was coming from underwater.

She kept saying something—thank you, sorry, help—I don’t know.

And I remember smiling.

Because for the first time in a long while…

I thought maybe I had done something right.

Maybe this was it.

Maybe this was the moment everything turns around.

The classic start of something better.

A second chance.

A reset—

My vision flickered.

And then everything went black.

The next thing I heard was screaming.

“HELP—!! SOMEONE HELP—!! HE’S FALLING—!!”

Falling?

What?

My consciousness drifted back in fragments. Heavy, slow, disconnected. Like my mind was trying to reboot a broken system.

I tried to move.

Nothing responded properly.

My body felt… wrong. Loose. Unanchored.

Then I felt it.

A tilt.

A shift.

Gravity wasn’t just pulling me down—it was pulling me sideways.

I wasn’t on the road anymore.

I was on something unstable. Narrow. Slanted.

The edge.

“…No way.”

The realization came too late.

The road wasn’t just a road. It was carved into a cliffside. A mountain path. And my body—still half-conscious, still half-broken—was slowly sliding toward the edge.

“Hey—wait—”

I tried to move, but there was no strength left to argue with physics.

My fingers scraped against gravel. My vision barely returned enough to see the sky tilting above me.

The girl was there too, screaming, reaching out, panicking—but too far.

Too late.

And then I slipped.

My body tipped over the edge like it had been waiting for permission.

And I fell.

No dramatic music.

No glowing light.

No system window opening.

Just wind.

Just air tearing past me.

Just the sick, slow realization that falling feels less like motion… and more like being erased piece by piece.

The truck didn’t kill me.

The fall did.

Somewhere in that descent between sky and ground…

Something noticed.

Not fate.

Not god.

Something quieter.

Something bored.

“…Again?”

A voice sighed.

And reality flickered—just slightly.

Like the world had momentarily considered rewriting itself.

But I never got to hear the rest.

Everything went silent.