Yo, whadup? Name's Yuto Muto, and I'm a normal high school student.

"Oiii, don't ignore us! We're talking to you! What the hell's up with that monologue? Besides you're everything except normaaaal!" one delinquent snapped to Yuto, which was accompanied with four other offenders.

Now you must be asking yourself why me, a good, applied and gentile boy like me, has gotten himself in this mess, cornered by a bunch of thugs. The answer's simple: these accursts want to take advantage of me 'cause I seem to have a yen with me. But I'll tell you a secret: I'm more poor than horse withouth field. And that's all thanks to my damn parents who abandoned me a couple of years ago. Most probably they went to get drunk somewhere and took a plane and who knows where those idiots went.

"He's completely ignoring us." one of the delinquents said with disbelief.

"What's up with this guy? The hell is he monologing about?" another one exclaimed.

Now you must be asking about my appearance, 'cause I'm going to tell you: I'm a boy whose height is about 1,77 mm; my hair is dark brown with a similar star-shaped (completely normal), eyes emerald green and carefree and bored look.

"That's it! Who is he talking to, really?" one delinquent shouted.

"I'm sick! You, Yuto! We've been looking for you. You're que bastard who beaten up our partner Takeshi, is that right? Prepare yourself, 'cause we're going to beat you up!" the leader of the gang declared.

The newly appointed went ahead his comrades and advanced towards Yuto to hit him in the face but, to his surprise, these catched his fist with ease.

"Oi, oi. I don't like my presentation to the public being interrupted by some guys like you. Ya know how difficult it is to do a good presentation of a character? Some mobs like you don't have nothing to do with me." Yuto said with a threatening face.

Seeing his expression, the delinquents started sweating, and Yuto squeezed the leader's gang arm tightly and sinked his face in the cement.

"Who's next?" Yuto asked blowing his knuckles and looking the others with a grim expression.

These screamed out of fear y ran away.

Yuto sighed tiredly, and resumed his way to high school.

"Good morning". Yuto greeted vaguely to this two best friends.

"Good morning, Yuto. How's everything?" asked him sympathetically a boy with dark hair and brown eyes.

"Like always, Makoto" Yuto answered with his usual bored expression.

"Hi, Yuto!" a petite girl with reddish hair and rounded glasses greeted him with a big smile.

"Hi, Aimi" Yuto greeted her while siting on his desk.

The bell rang initiating classes. Yuto, who wasn't very attentive, fell asleep rapidly.

"You're a lost cause, Yuto. Ya always get asleep in class, and on top of that you always get yourself in fights." Makoto scolded him, shaking his head.

"You should try changing your attitude a little, Yuto. I know your life had turned difficult to you since your parents left you, but we're your friends and we'll do whatever is need to help you. We're concerned of you, Yuto" Aimi said with worry.

"I know what you mean. But that doesn't change the fact that I have to work every damn night to get sufficient money for my needs. Ya want to help me in something? Just please stop worrying about me. Your concern just make me feel even more separated to the others" Yuto said, while getting to his street.

"Yuto..." Aimi muttered with a hand on her chest.

Makoto looked at Yuto dissapearing in the street, and posed a hand on Aimi's shoulder.

"Don't worry about him. You already know Yuto, he knows how to take care of himself." he said confident.

Aimi smiled a little, and nodded.

"You're right."

Getting into his little department, the first thing Yuto did was falling into the armchair comfort. He was tired of having to fulfill the same lame rutine every single day, with nothing changing. The real thing was that he felt overwhelmed with all his responsabilities at his age, but he didn't dare to show it. He didn't want to worry his friends.

Suddenly, an annoying alarm rang, and Yuto stood up with a grunt. He started looking for the source of the annoying noise, and discovered it came from his parents's room.

That's weird, I don't remember leaving a clock here. Now that I think about it, I don't even remember the last time I entered my parents's room, Yuto thought, opening the door.

His parent's room was a dirt to say at least, 'cause it was years no one visited it. The bed was a disorder, and there was rests of food on the floor. The rest is another story.

When those two idiots get back I'll force them to get this clean with their tongue, Yuto thought with a frown.

The alarm was still ringing and finally Yuto discovered it came from the closet. Opening it, lots of stuff fell to the floor and between them was a seriously old photo album. Yuto, sick of the noise, broke the clock and took the album with curiosity.

Muto Family - Year: 2000

Yuto widened his eyes seeing the date. That album was four hundred years old! Curious of it's content, Yuto opened the album and started browsing it. Immediately his eyes fell on a individual suspiciously similar to him. Anyone would've thought they were silbings. He continued passing the sheets and his eyes fell on more people: a blondie, some cute girl with big eyes, a guy with mob aspect; some guy with piercing look whose description said he was boss of a card game industry, his little silbing, and lots of other filling-people.

Yuto closed the album with delicacy and saved it in a drawer.

I wonder how my family was in the past, Yuto thought, while going to his bedroom.

Passing by a window, suddenly Yuto divised a flash light. That one appeared to be from outside, and he noted that it seemed to get bigger while he focus his vision in it.

Yuto felt dizzy and started losing conscience. Before he knew it, all around him dissapeared.