Touya’s day didn’t start even nearly as neat. He woke up by the sound of the commuting traffic. The honking of the angry drivers could not be blocked by the bad sound isolation of the rundown apartment building. Touya got up and had a meagre breakfast of bread and milk, which were about the only edible things he had at that moment. His clothes consisted of worn down donations. A simple grey shirt and jeans that were once dark but now faded. None of it had any holes or was otherwise broken, but it was obviously worn out. It didn’t fit him very well either and was clearly not bought for him. After brushing his teeth and washing his face he put on some also worn out sneakers, put his id and a little bit of money in his pocket and went out the door. He locked the door although there was nothing worth stealing or even breaking inside. The key was put in the other pocket.<br/>Before going his ways, Touya halted in front of his neighbours’ door. He knocked several times but he never received an answer. Thinking nothing of this he went down the stairs towards the streets. His destination was a job centre. Luckily there was one close by so Touya didn’t have to take the bus, he could go there walking. His luck pretty much stopped after entering the job centre. Without any academic background, a driving license, or other abilities like speaking another language, that Touya could provide there was only a handful of jobs left. The person who was supposed to help Touya took a quick look at him before scrapping even more potential jobs with the reasoning that he wouldn’t be able to do those with his stature. Touya tried to explain his situation to the employee. However this person only scrapped even the last few job possibilities. This time the explanation was that the expenses for the bus ticket to get there was more than he would be able to get from the pay. Without having gotten the help he had hoped for at the job centre, Touya left the building. He didn’t know what else he could do. Wandering by a grocery store he considered for a moment to just become a robber, but his conscience would never allow such a thing. After all, the people working there also worked hard for their money. Just taking it would be too cruel. Having no past was more troublesome than he had expected.<br/>Touya continued to wander aimlessly around the city. Until, in a moment of inattention, he tripped over a potted flower. He kneeled down and carefully put the flower back into the pot which was cracked but not broken. After putting the pot a little more to the side he stood up again. An older man with a stern looking face stood before him. Touya didn’t feel like apologizing for knocking the pot over, in any case he hadn’t placed it in the middle of the sidewalk.<br/>“Do you like flowers?” the man asked. Surprisingly he didn’t seem angry with Touya.<br/>“I don’t mind them,” Touya answered flatly.<br/>The man eyed him carefully, even walked around him to take a good look at his body. Even though this was uncomfortable for Touya he waited to see what would happen.<br/>“Looking for a job, kid?” he asked, adding to Touya’s surprise. Even though his emotions don’t show clearly on his face, the man seemed to have felt that he had guessed right. “Would you want to work here? With your looks we would be sure to attract more customers,” the man added. Touya only then took a good look at the building they were standing in front of. It appeared to be a flower shop. The man wore an apron with the same symbol as the one in the name of the shop, a smiling sunflower.<br/>“I don’t have any education, or other abilities to show you,” Touya flatly answered. Even to him it seemed weird to just be asked to work somewhere. He wasn’t going to just naively step into something. The man just pointed at a piece of paper that was hanging on the inside of the shop window: ‘Looking for a part-timer. No experience necessary. Good looks preferred.’ The man even explained further. “If we had a part-timer with good looks it would attract more customer and thus be good for the shop. I will teach you what you need to know along the lines. You would start off with the minimum wage and if you work well you may get a raise.” The man made a serious and honest impression on Touya. It seemed like it really was just like he described and Touya really needed a job to earn money.<br/>“Okay,” Touya accepted. “Great,” the man nodded. “Come right inside so we can get the paperwork done. Do you have your id on you? You can start tomorrow.” The man guided Touya inside the shop. It was small but cosy. The plants all seemed healthy and well cared for. Touya felt immediately at peace there. The paperwork was quickly done at the little office in the back of the shop. As Touya left the shop he was reminded to be on time the next day by the man who was the shop owner named Hanae. He had only raised an eyebrow when he had heard Touya’s name but had not asked anymore questions. It seemed he was content now that he had his good looking part-timer.<br/>As Touya went his ways again after surprisingly landing himself a part time job at the flower shop, he figured that he needed to go buy some food and other supplies before going back. The grocery store where he had walked by earlier seemed like a good place. Although good was defined as matching his limited budget. Touya walked back to there and took a basket at the entrance. He needed more stuff than would fit the basket but he had to take it home walking so that was not possible. First some essentials, toilet paper, toothbrush and toothpaste, a few microwave dishes, bottled water, milk, eggs, bread, etc... Given that he was concentrating on getting everything he needed, Touya didn’t notice how the housewives around him were talking about him. It seems like they thought he was homeless judging from his clothes. His handsome face and body didn’t stop them from making up a negative opinion of him. Well, Touya didn’t hear any of it so he didn’t care either as he made his way to get some fruit to add to his otherwise full basket. The guy that was standing by the tomatoes seemed familiar. After getting a little closer, Touya recognised the guy who he had talked with the previous day. “Hello Samuel,” he greeted him politely.<br/><br/><br/>(<a class="postlink" href="http://www.themagicworld.org/bloog/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/mark-martin-50.jpg">http://www.themagicworld.org/bloog/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/mark-martin-50.jpg</a>without the glasses)