You're not even a character. You're a throwaway description of actions in the background written to develop atmosphere and worldbuilding. They call rename it the despair center, and even then it wouldn't capture the horrors of life there.

Y'all just gave me a great idea for a YA novel.

This time, the villains are people who are so thoroughly convinced they're the main characters and that's why they treat everyone like garbage because they see their life as a video game. Like Scott Pilgrim but never getting called out for the bad shit he does, and as such never really has to stop being a manchild.