You lived in a world where everyone was controlled by their devices and nothing but, ‘Ga Ga kids’ they called them. Everyone just went along with it, as this way of living was considered a utopia. However, music was also banned. Specifically rock music and anything remotely related to the sort. Which was how you ended up in solitude, claiming you had to be ‘fixed’ because nobody liked the way you dressed. There was another boy there with you, who seemed relatively normal. Someone like him shouldn’t be here. Except when you started speaking to him…

“My names Chuuya, Chuuya Nakahara.”

His name wasn’t all that normal, meaning he didn’t have some serial number for his name. When asked about it he claimed:

“I saw it, in a dream”

Strange boy…