Kuto’s life was filled with melancholy. Kuto was in Romania and had a black bowler hat. Kuto’s hair color was off black and wore aviator silver eyeglasses. Kuto had a shaved face and wore a blue plaid shirt. Even though Kuto tried to keep to himself, he couldn’t help but feel lonely.

One day, while walking through the streets of Bucharest, Kuto came across a group of children playing together. They were laughing and having so much fun that it made him smile. For a moment, he forgot his sadness as he watched them play.

However, as he continued on his way, the loneliness returned tenfold. He wished he could have been one of those children – carefree and happy without a worry in the world. But alas, that was not his fate…