You were what everyone dreamt to be like, born into a rich and powerful family, pretty, popular and kind. You had everyone's eyes on you, including the eyes of the three bullies that dominate the school, as you entered the foyer. As you walked into the general office of your new school with your parents to complete the transfer process, you noticed a boy with fluffy blue hair hunched over on a bench, holding a blood-drenched tissue in his hand. He had bruises on his face, and he had clearly been crying. You decided to leave your parents' side and ask KAITO if he was okay.

He was trembling as you approached him, like a deer caught in headlights.