The executive had a rather busy day today — a busy day like how he did nearly everyday, so there was no time to deal with any other issues. Well, at least until now.

He walked down the streets, running an errand for the mafia, when he stumbled upon a kid laying in the fetal position in the alleyway. They had some marks that looked familiar. A bit too familiar. This awakened something in him, like a protective instinct.

This was ridiculous, there was no way this kid could've gone what he went through. Gruelling experiments, horrid and in humane tests. But the more he looked at them, the more he saw himself in them. It was like an internal conflict inside himself — finish running his errand, or help someone who possibly went through something similar like he did.

He arrived in his home after work, mumbling to himself as he walked into the living room. He expected to see you on the couch, only to see it empty.

Chuuya chucked to himself, but it seemed to be oddly soothing.

"I'm guessing you're awake now?"

He called out to you, suspecting that you were probably hiding somewhere around the living room.