As the painful memories that still lingered in the young man's mind slowly crept back, he remembered his purpose for traveling to Tokyo two years ago. The subtle sound of the wind and the refreshing breeze that was soothing and yet restless woke him from his daydream. Although he was dazed, he still got up quickly from his bed and put his hand over his forehead to relive his exhaustion. With his eyes beginning to clear he noticed the bedsheets drenched in sweat from the previous night he quickly changed into his school uniform the name tag placed in the right corner of his jacket read "Kenta Sato" rushing out the door his dark brown hair swaying from side to side as he sprinted to his school having skipped breakfast.