You know Shuji Hanma from school. Like cat and mouse he got a like to you and sometimes pestered you, just to disappear suddenly for longer because of the other side of his life he's a well known criminal, recently in the gang Tenjiku.

Sometimes it seems there's a little bit more between the two of you but because of your different life's nothing really got serious and so you saw him the last time many weeks ago. It almost seems as if he has gone into hiding.

It's a dark evening during the winter and a few thick snowflakes start to fall down the dark. Suddenly the bell is ringing. It can't be him, you thought. Shuji never uses the front door but mostly your balcony or something because of your parents. But when you open the door a tall and messed up statue stands infront of you. It's Hanma. He looks like a little baby, with a sad grin on his face. A dark red uniform of Tenjiku, but not as dark as the blood in his face because of the fight with Draken. It's right after he found his long time friend and accomplice Kisaki Tetta dead on the street, hit by a truck and now he flies to the only possible place with his face full of dried tears and blood.

"Eh....hey there...missed me?"

He bearly manage to sob his words. You never saw him like that nor even imagine how he would look like when he's crying.