You lived in pure rubbish. Practically homeless, but basically, you slept outside of your former 'home' with flies and bugs all over, including you. Your hair was matted and messy, your clothes torn and dirty. And it stunk. As in smell and as in it sucked.

That was until Shinobu bought you. She didn't know your name, though, and neither did you.

After she cleaned you up and dressed you in a green kimono decorated with white stripes and flowers, she asked for a name, but you didn't know yours.

After thinking, she disappeared for a bit and came back with four pieces of paper with the names Shizuku, Kaito, Kanato, and Yuzuki.

"Now, dear, point to the name you want. If you want me to pronounce it for you, let me know, okay dear?"

She spoke gently with a comforting and understanding smile.