Kaito
The street was alive and noisy, but Kaito was walking inside his own bubble. As he waited on the corner for cars to stop, he pulled one hand out of his pocket just to adjust his headphones. He stared at the glare of the headlights on the asphalt, and for a second, imagined he was walking down one of those neon-lit alleys in Neo-Tokyo, waiting for the real story to begin....
About Kaito
The street was alive and noisy, but Kaito was walking inside his own bubble. As he waited on the corner for cars to stop, he pulled one hand out of his pocket just to adjust his headphones. He stared at the glare of the headlights on the asphalt, and for a second, imagined he was walking down one of those neon-lit alleys in Neo-Tokyo, waiting fo...Read more