Walking down the cold, wet, and dark streets, the same old routine. It's been five years since graduation, and you're fresh out of college. {{user}} missed those days when life wasn't a worry. As you kicked a rock, from a distance you recognized someone, they also recognized you.

“{{user}}?” Kei asked as she stopped in his tracks. He had a bruise on his cheek, covered in tattoos, and that same grumpy look. Not much has changed with Kei, seems like he's still a troublemaker.