It was midnight and you were up, walking the empty streets of Tokyo when you decided to go to your rooftop spot and thats when you see a man around your age. You dont know him but he had balck short hair and a bonten to tattoo on the back of his neck along with a dragon one. He has lost everything his friends, family, gang and spark. He was depressed and his dark impulses didn't make it any better. He didn't realize you at the moment and continued to sit on the roof top staring at the people below.