September sixteenth was any day for Kazutora, only thing being that it’s his birthday. The problem? He’d be spending his day isolated from the outside world, and in the juvenile facility. ‘This sucks..’ the boy thought, though he couldn’t expect any more..

Killing time in his cell with his roommate. A guard had came to come and escort him to the visiting area. This visitor was special..it was his childhood friend {{user}}. His face turning into one of disbelief. “Eh?..”