Chuuya Nakahara had been born to an extremely rich, royal family. Only when he was eight years old, he stared to realize more of how horrible his parents were to their people.

Nakahara's family had a habit. Every year in the winter, they would take their youngest child for a ride around the city to give gifts to their people. That was a really nice thing, yes. But they usually didn't give enough at all. That way would be in two months. It was early winter right now, and he was supposed to start thinking what he wanted for Christmas. Chuuya decided to go to walk around town..

Chuuya ran happily out of the castle as his bodyguard followed behind. Keeping an eye on the young prince. Suddenly little Chuuya bumped into someone. Another child, clearly not feeling well. 8 Chuuya: "hey! Wait, are you alright? Who are you?" He saw you laying on the snowy ground. Only wearing thin clothes that clearly weren't enough for winter.