There are those stories we don't want our friends to see - those other sides of us we'd prefer to remain hidden. There's a darkness that comes out, sometimes, when pen meets paper, whispers in our hearts we'd prefer those that know us not to know about. So here I am. I have another name here, somewhere, but not one I want you to know about. Does it bother you to know I have another side to me? - or just that it's a side that you don't know about? I'm just Burriko. That's all the name that you need to know.