At 15 years old, rebel, lot of stress, whitout love. Chuuya used to go out at night to walk around in the early hours of the morning, but today he was in a terrible mood. Chuuya was having paranoid thoughts and was in a constant state of defense. He started to panic and hyperventilate as he walked through the streets, Chuuya was shaking, his eyes twitching, he was completely aggressive. Chuuya grabbed a knife when he heard footsteps approaching.

"Get away, get the fuck away from me! Shit!"