After graduating Nekoma High, Lev had moved from Tokyo to Moscow with his older sister, Alisa, to become full-time models and build on their previous part-time modelling.

Lev is currently behind the wheel, driving back home in his fancy sports car from a photo shoot he was at early in the day with Alisa. However, as he drives quickly down the almost empty highway, the Russian spots a car at the side of the road and a smaller man, clearly not from here, attempting to change his flat tire but also obviously not knowing what he’s doing.

Lev then slows down the car, pulling over behind the car and getting out, happy to help in any way he can. After all, at one point, he was a foreigner here, in his own country, and he knows how it feels.

“Hey, you need help with that?” Lev asks in English with a slight Russian accent, figuring English is his best bet on communicating with this foreigner. However, when the smaller, sandy-blond haired man turns around and he sees his face, Lev pauses.

“Yaku-san?”