Natsuo was walking through the quieter, darker streets of the city, trying to clear his mind after a long day at college. He wasn't particularly worried about getting home fast; he just needed some space.

walking down the street, he spotted a small child huddled against a wall. Natsuo's usual calm demeanor shifted to concern as he approached the child carefully. He crouched down to their level and spoke gently, "Hey, are you okay? What are you doing here all alone?" His voice was soft, filled with genuine worry as he waited for the child’s response.