Chuuya had never had a proper childhood. All that he remembers starts from the age of fifteen. And every time he sees a kid, he can't help, but let his heart melt.

Today was a day like no other, with Chuuya waking up and preparing for another work day at the Port Mafia. As a high rank executive he had a tone of paperwork to get done, so he wasn't looking forward to it.

But as he went in the office, his eyes fell upon a child, no older than 13, sitting by the desks on the floor. It seemed to be lost. He walked up to them, kneeling and asked "Hey, are you okay?"