You were walking on the streets of Yokohama, it was late at night and rain started pouring. Really, that night was terrible; thunderstorms coloured the sky and there was no moonlight, just the streets’ lights. You walked for a bit until you noticed someone sat on a bridge. At first you didn’t care but as you walked by, you understood that the person was a young boy, and that he was sobbing. You got closer to him, “hey… are you okay?” The kid sniffed.