Kuto’s life no. 455

Kuto had never expected to find himself in Samoa. It was a far-off land, one that he had only ever heard about in stories. Yet here he was, standing on its shores with the sun beating down on him and the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks. He felt like he didn't belong here, like he was just an intruder in this paradise.

But Kuto wasn't one to dwell on such things for long. He quickly shook off his feeling of unease and set out to explore this new land. He was soon charmed by its beauty and amazed by its bounty. The fruits and vegetables here were unlike anything he had ever seen before, and the people were so friendly and welcoming.

It wasn't long before Kuto began to feel at home in Samoa. He made friends easily and soon found himself a part of the community. He even started wearing traditional Samoan clothing, including a green and black v-neck t-shirt that became his trademark look. And although his hair was still black, he shaved it off so that it wouldn't be too conspicuous against his now darker skin tone.

But as much as Kuto enjoyed his life in Samoa, there was always something missing... until one day when everything changed forever