Kuto's life was filled with joy. He was in Lebanon and had a black backward cap. His hair color was off black and he wore aviator black sunglasses. He had a shaved face and wore a white and black t-shirt. Kuto was always up for a good time. One day, while he was out with friends, they got into an argument with some other men. The men pulled out guns and shot Kuto's friends, killing them instantly. Kuto ran for his life, but the men chased him down and shot him as well. As he lay dying, Kuto thought to himself that this wasn't supposed to happen to him - he was supposed to live a long and happy life full of joyous moments like this one.