I hate my life.

Once upon a time, there was a boy named Yuki Souma. He was miserable. Because he lived with a knife-happy vindictive little @$$-hole named Akito Souma who had ironically been given ultimate power over every aspect of Yuki's life.
Yuki bemoaned the day of his birth and prayed for his ancestors to send him a hungry dragon to end his painful existence.This did not happen.
Gratefully, Yuki one day reached the limits of his pain-threshold and had a complete mental breakdown. His family decided that it might be kind of a nice thing to do to save what was left of Yuki's delicate sanity by sending him to live with his cousin, Shigure (who was pervy but much less crazy than his other cousin, Akito).
Akito did the one decent thing he'd ever done in his life and agreed to the arrangement.
Once Yuki was well enough to comprehend what had happened to him, he said a prayer of thanksgiving.
And fate turned out to be a bitch after all, because the next day Yuki went to school and a horde of obsessive, hormone-ridden teenage girls instantly "fell in love" with him (Yuki had also been cursed with an obscenely girly, pretty face which for some reason appealed to girls that should have been offended at being less pretty than a boy) and hounded his every step. And made up songs about him. And performed cheers. Badly...
Yuki came home and cried. Because the world really is a cruel place after all and he knows that now.No one can save him.Least of all the Prince Yuki fanclub which is dead-set on worshipping the ground he walks on, but ironically does not know a single thing about him, including...his favorite color.
Don't ask me what that is. You're probably a fangirl. Or an in-the-closet fanboy. Or my out-of-the-closet and in-my-head-in-a-really-creepy-kind-of-way cousin who has for some reason been obsessed with me since I was two and still wearing diapers.
You're trying to find out something about me, aren't you? You're trying to run my life from behind the scenes, right?
Or maybe...you really are an innocent bystander. Congratulations. You are the first.
If you like, you can read about my miserable, boring life. And give me advice that won't apply to my situation but will only serve to make me more aware that somewhere in the world are living a collective mass of human beings that are normal and healthy and capable of living without wanting to cry their eyes out over the stupid, pathetic wrongness of every situation.
I am Yuki Souma.And I hate my life.
You would too, if you were as "perfect" as me.