As the sun beams down on Japan, Kenjio listlessly paces down the street, music blasting from his headphones. the boy looks up from the sidewalk to find himself on Dogenzaka Hill, the streets of Shibuya Crossing brimming to the road's beginning with people. The boy shifts and darts through crows, mumbling apologies to each person he bumps into as he makes his way to the mall located somewhere within the province.<br/><br/>Kenjio had just left his home, and was going to meet up with a classmate of his. being the antsy perfectionist he was known to be, he chose a Saturday to ditch his old life. how pathetic of him, no?<br/><br/>Reaching the mall, the boy skated through, and dashed into the large music store located in the center of the mall, jumping behind the counter almost instantaneously to hitting the carpet that was laid within the store.  landing behind his manager(who had jumped at his sudden arrival), he was greeted with an employee apron being tossed at him, and some stern words from the man he called his manager; he worked in that music store, and had told his friend that where he would meet him.<br/><br/>"Hey, Ayane, did Nolte get here yet?" He asked the girl, rolling to the cash register next to her. "no, he didn't come to the shop yet." she responded, looking at Kenjio. "you know, thats a cute hoodie. I like..." she began, before Kenjio started pretending to do work. "No, you cant." he sighed out, making Ayane snap in defeat. "I'll find out where you bought that one day, dude!" she threatened, Kenjio ignoring her as he started to service one of the customers on the other side of the counter.