Historically, my name is Irish. “Wolf kin,” “Lover of hounds”. Words like that. Silly. I’ve never really thought about my name before. I guess I just accepted that Connor would forever be my title. Getting my name changed would be a punch in the face to my parents. My name isn’t particularly rare or exotic- not that it matters- but it just feels a bit too… average. I guess it’s confusing having an Irish name despite being ethnically eastern european. What would I know? It’s only my name. The name that despite being mine, is commonly misspelled by people as if it really isn’t that important.
I guess I’m just looking to be special. That’s all it ever comes down to, really. Although people would say otherwise, there is quite a bit of average in the world. And I wasn’t missed.