You were invisible at school, in society. Nobody saw you, not even your parents or your siblings, it was hard. Not an eye batted your way, no arms to welcome you warmly. It sucked. And it showed it took a toll on you.

On your way home It was Cold, your nose and cheeks were a bit rosy, the sun was setting, the streets were empty, or so you thought. From behind you a voice came, it was smooth, tuneful.

Dazai: “Ever thought of running away with circus?”

The voice rang, you turn to see The Ringmaster to Yokohamas Circus. Osamu Dazai. The Director of the circus filled with performers gifted with abilities.