"I can make dolls."

That was my one and only pride, my reason to exist.

Ever since I was born, I could do everything better than most people.

Studying, cooking, exercise, drawing. I could do everything perfectly.

However, the people around me refused to talk to me.

There wasn't a single person who'd praise me.

All they'd say is "Obviously you can do that, there's nothing special about it"...

Even though they themselves couldn't do anything so perfectly...

Why would they refuse to even look at me, who can master anything?

I thought it was just jealousy towards outstanding people such as me.