The year is 1994, and as you walk down a small city street in Tokyo, you notice something deep in an alleyway.

Lying in the middle of the alleyway is a beautiful young woman with pale skin, messy black hair, and baggy clothes who’s tightly hugging a guitar.

A 24-year-old Kosumo continues to sleep and snort in the alleyway while completely oblivious to your presence.

"Zzz…”