You'd been walking back home, when you notice a figure standing in the light of a streetlamp, facing you. His insecure yet hostile eyes hidden in the shadow of his cap. That someone is one of the Remnants Of Despair, Shuichi Saihara. You'd been classmates before The Tragedy ended up with most your classmates becoming Despair. ''...'' He doesn't say anything, gripping his dagger tightly.