The doctor didn't bring the plague Chapter 1: Wasn’t this fluff?

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Studies. Studies. Studies. As long as I could remember, life was nothing but that and honestly, I hated it. High school was especially agonizing. I had no time to socialize and ended up a loner. To make it worse, my family’s expectations pressed down on me until even breathing felt like a luxury. Still, in the end, I met them. After grinding through my high school years, I finally succeeded. And now, here I was. A medical student at an esteemed university. My social life finally starts. I can finally have friends. Why did I ever think that will be the case? My family was truly supportive, but their expectations grown even more suffocating and the people around me weren’t much different either. Once again, life revolved around studying and stress, as if nothing else mattered. Yet there was a reason I hadn’t collapsed during my early years of college. Honestly… I love fluff stories. Reading them was one of the few moments I felt truly at peace. Stories that delivered nothing butwarmth. There was this one novel called “My Magical Adventure in a New World.” It was supposed to be a healing story about a girl who transmigrated into a fantasy world, traveling peacefully, enrolling in an academy, and making friends along her journey The first chapters were wholesome, nothing but gentle and comforting She adapted to her new life, slowly building bonds, and just when she was finally about to smile— “Damn you, author.” I slammed my phone onto the bed, cursing out loud. If you wanted to write angst, you should’ve made it clear from the start. Barely a month after her arrival, the illusion shattered. That academy? A training ground for soldiers meant to fight the Demon King. The worldbuilding stopped making sense. “How the hell do you go from peaceful academy life to dungeons and labyrinths like that?” Then came the lore dump. The author started reciting tragic events that happened before her arrival like a poorly written poem. At least write the twist properly instead of dropping it like a history lecture. In my frustration, I left a zero-star review. And when I opened my eyes The air felt different. I was no longer in my room. I was in that very world—three years before the novel’s events began. At first, I panicked. Then realization struck. “I don’t have to study anymore.” That alone felt like the greatest reward I could have ever asked for. The years that followed weren’t bad. I wasn’t blessed with mana, but the author loved dropping random fantasy lore, and I used that to get through it. I could proudly say that I helped as much I could that no lives were lost 'Hehe, I did my best' People started calling me doctor, though they weren't exactly friendly honestly ' is it because I wear a mask?' Eventually, I even opened a small café in this village. Adventurers passing through became regulars and villagers grew fond of me Sitting in this place I now called home, I smiled gently. The novel’s events would begin in a three days but I wasn’t worried. “I hope the cuties manage to live happily ever after.” I took a sip of coffee just as a cheerful voice rang out from the door. “Fenric, I’m back!” Those pure smiles, that innocent laughter,they made everything worth it. Unbeknownst to him, in a distant land, one week before the academy entrance exam, a group had gathered in secrecy. On the table lay secret documents,each bore the same designation: High-Target Individual The doctor of decay