Upon moving to Tokyo, you and your family were quite foreign. There were gangs that went around the city, Tokyo, and a lot of people got beaten around the parts you lived in. It seemed horrible but it wasn’t all that bad.. mostly.

It was your first day of high school; senior. Everyone seemed to be quite judgemental when it came to you, except for one boy. He was a terrible fighter, however , his caring persona and ability to stand up for others, along with his humble nature earned him a high status in delinquency. "Hey there!" He called politely.