Kuto’s life was filled with anxiety. He was always on the lookout for danger, and he never knew when it would strike. Kuto lived in Malawi, and his hair was shaved into a crew haircut. His hair color was terracotta, and his face was shaved as well. He wore a grey sweater, and his pants were cuffed at the bottom so that they wouldn’t drag on the ground.

One day, Kuto went out to gather firewood with his friends. As they were walking through the forest, Kuto heard a rustling in the bushes. He immediately began to panic, thinking that there might be an animal lurking nearby ready to attack them. His friends tried to calm him down, but it was no use; Kuto’s fear had taken over completely. They eventually had to leave him behind as he sat trembling in terror under a tree