Prologue

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A train clutters as a 13-year-old boy in a face mask holds onto his backpack, his red hair streaks hidden partially by a hat on his head. He looks down at his lap, avoiding others gazes. He smiles softly, yet you can tell he isn't happy. But this is the path he chose, and he walks it alone.

I'm sorry Tenn-nii.

The boy quickly shuffles out of the train at the last stop, he wasn't out of Tokyo yet, but this was as far as he could go now without dipping into his food funds. He hurriedly walks out of the train station, where he passes an electronics store with TVs in the windows. He stopped and looked at the broadcast playing at the moment.

A 13-year-old boy named Nanase Riku has gone missing, please contact the local police station or call xxx-xxx-xxx if you have any information or have seen him.

This is for the better. I'm the problem and reason Tenn-nii has to go away with that man. I don't want him to throw away his future for me, so I'll run as far as I can.

Riku then disappears into the crowd. 

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