The day is cold and windy. Yoko walks down the street with her brother, Ango. They're dressed completely different from one another, Yoko in a baggy hoodie and jeans, and Ango in a hand me down shirt and trousers that are too big for him. The wind blows around them, and Ango leans on his cane.

Yoko: "Hey, Ango. Happy 15th Birthday. Didn't think you'd make it this long, what with how sickly you were. Good job."