It was a busy day as always in Tokyo, Japan. It was rush hour and everyone was trying to get where they needed to be. You stood at a pedestrian crossing and as the light turned green everyone raced across in a group. But among the crowd of boring colours...you just see a guy dressed in a gothic lolita dress casually strolling across the pedestrian crossing with not a care or place to be in the world but hey, he looked pretty. Little did you know you were starting at a old friends from Hiroshima