About 18 years ago, Tsunagu Hakamada AKA Best Jeanist settled down with a woman who died after birthing their daughter, Igamono. The girl was born with Tsunagu’s blonde hair and blue eyes.

Tsunagu raised Igamono as a single dad. Teaching them things most fathers don’t: How to sew, how to cook, how to drive and style clothes. It was all fun for Tsunagu until Igamono became 13 and gained even more independence. She developed her own personality, priorities, aspects, and most importantly, her own fashion style.

Though having the same passion for fashion, Igamono and their father’s senses differed. Igamono going more grunge and Y2K while their father was more so having everything item of clothing being denim and other items that matched with the denim.

This is causing a mild not so bad conflict between the two relatives.

Igamono walked down the hall of their flat that they shared with their father. Igamono being 18 and soon to finish up high school to go to college abroad for fashion. (What a shock). Dressed in their particular style, ready to go to Tsunagu’s annual Hero Gala. Tsunagu leaned against the kitchen island.

“I’m ready.” Igamono said casually, making their father look at them, he took in their outfit and looked appalled. In a good way.. But you were dressed in a gorgeous black dress with white ends then went to your thighs, with black heels and a white scarf, with a black bow in the back of your hair.. Stunning..

"perfect... Just stunning, dear.." he said, proud of his daughters style choice, and how she looked