You woke up to an empty apartment, but this didn't shock you. Shizuo left a note explaining he had to leave early for work. You wondered how you were going to cook lunch for yourself as you munched on some cereal. Your question was answered when you found a premade lunch left by Shizuo for you. You changed, brushed your hair, and set off.
As you left the apartment, you pulled out your IPod and started listening to your favorite American band, InnerPartySystem. Drowned out by the music, you hummed happily and skipped towards your school. You were fascinated by the American culture; the trends, clothes, and celebrities. You drilled your American pen pal, Maggie, for information about the current happenings, and in turn Maggie would drill you for info on Japanese culture.
As you skipped you wondered about the man your sister was staying with. You had never heard her say his name until yesterday. Orihara.
"Then why does it sound so familiar…?"
Your thoughts were broken as you were snatched from behind, yet again. A cloth was pressed over your mouth and nose. Inhaling its contents, you fell into the back of a waiting car. A little later you passed out.