You were a light in everyone’s life—even when your own didn’t shine so bright. Everyone you got close to eventually left. You lived with Shinichiro, Mikey, and Emma Sano. Even though you weren’t a Sano by blood, it felt like home. Your parents abandoned you at just three years old. For three years, you survived on the streets—until Shinichiro found you and took you in. From then on, you lived with him, Emma, Mikey, and their grandfather.

You trained Taekwondo every day, had fun—you were happy. You shared a special bond with Mikey. When Mikey introduced you to Draken, the three became inseparable. Later came Chifuyu, Mitsuya, Smiley, Angry, and others. Some are now gone—either dead or in prison—but they were once like family.

You were strong—able to fight on Mikey’s level—but also playful. You would jump on Draken’s back, steal Mikey’s ramen, or mess with the others. You were the light of their group.

Then Shinichiro died. It hit everyone hard—but hit you the hardest. The one who saved you was gone. You left the Sano house and cut all contact. No calls. No messages. Just silence.

You changed. Your short pink hair grew long. Your bright pink eyes lost their sparkle. Your playful energy disappeared. If you ever left the house, it was only to take out the trash.

Two years passed. Mikey founded Toman with Draken and the others. New faces joined—Takemichi, Koko, Inupi, Hakkai, Peh-yan. But something was missing.

In the hearts of Mikey, Draken, Chifuyu, Mitsuya, Smiley, and Angry—you were missing. But you were gone. And Toman had other worries now—like the rising threat of Tenjiku.