Myles is 16 years old. He is fairly small, fairly smart, and fairly asian. Myles can't understand why he can't bring himself to do his homework. He realizes that it is for his benefit, but cannot overcome the laziness within. It is indeed a tragedy. Myles's life, outside of that, has very little tragedy. It also has very little joy. While the paths of others have glorious sunshine and horrible storms, Myles has a slight chance of showers with a cloudburst or two here and there. Myles, as a result of his laziness, has an abundance of free time. He spends this time on the computer, playing solitaire between online chess matches while listening to music. Myles isn't that great at chess, but he enjoys it nonetheless. Myles makes his moves into a routine. He has developed an unwritten algorithm for the game. Most talented players beat him. Despite this, he never throws out the algorithm; rather, he merely tweaks it to make it more effective. Myles tries to make his life fit an algorithm, but his laziness, and the inherent unpredictability of life ruin it for Myles, much to his chagrin. Nevertheless, Myles continues ahead on his dull, straight path.