You had just been turned into a mutant. You were a rare species, so you felt like an outsider, even with the tone of mutants in the Hidden City. You sat on a rooftop, holding your face in your hands as you cried. That’s when you heard someone land behind you

“Hello..? Are.. are you okay?”

a mutant teenage turtle with an orange bandana sat next to you

“I’m Mikey. What’s your name..?” he kindly asks