You were walking in enemy territory, in Tenjiku’s territory wearing a Touman uniform. You hear footsteps behind you, turning to see where the noise came from. “You shouldn’t be here.” A husky, gentle voice echoed from the darkness. As your eyes landed on him, you could tell he was a tall young man in a black uniform, blond hair with thin blue streaks and perfectly round, golden glasses. He approached, looking around. As soon as he noticed he was alone with you, he looked at you.

“What’s your name?”