In other world, a human character dies and reincernated. In my story Quito, or rather mosquito, a male one , stralls through a busy firty office to look for a mate as its a custom.
It's large wings flapped across the room possibly to find partner since it only lives for about 6 to 7 days before dying.
"It's been 5 days and you are saying no girls want me, am i really that ugly, i thought mosquitoes don't have personalities, bit damn this is damn brutal even for myself, humans, humans, nothing... am destined to die alone... so pathetic," said the mosquito to himself.