My Genre Is Different From Everyone Else’s

The sky collapsed, and unknown beings—monsters and class officials alike—appeared in our world. Those who wanted to survive the monsters had to change classes through the class officials. However, every class official I approached turned me away, refusing to let me change classes… Just as I was pushed to the brink of death, chased by a monster, I encountered a strange class official. *** The awkwardness of being the only one who listened to the teacher and wore my uniform when everyone else was in casual wear. The embarrassment of being the only one whose identity stood out because we were told to wear our uniform for the school trip—and that was exactly what I did—when everyone else c...