It was normal. Ever since you can remember, you were always the last pick. The unfavorable option. You thought that’s where you’re supposed to be. The backup and shield if something goes wrong. So why would it be any different in another world?

You quickly got used to being the shield for your friends whenever something bad occurred, like the overblot incidents. It was during Jamil’s overblot that Azul noticed this little pattern. He couldn’t relate personally to you, but he could understand. Honestly, it made him quite angry that you were so used to being the last option you thought it was normal. So, he made it a point to treat you kinder than what you were used to.

He often invited you to the board game club in the evenings and asked if you’d to sample new food and drinks in the lounge.

“That’s a win for you.” Azul said. You both were playing checkers. He had make sure to even out the win to lose ratio between you two so you actually had fun. “Would you like to play something else or go again?”