Kuto hated his life. It seemed like everything he did was wrong, no matter how hard he tried to do right by others or himself. And it didn’t help that he looked the part of an old man even though he was only in his early twenties; people were always mistaking him for being much older than he actually was. But Kuto refused to let himself get down about it; instead, determined to make the best of what life had dealt him so far.

That’s why when Kuto heard about Puerto Rico from one of his friends, he decided that maybe a change of scenery would do him some good. And so with little more than the clothes on his back and the money in his pocket, Kuto boarded a plane bound for the island paradise.

As soon as Kuto arrived in Puerto Rico, he could feel the difference in atmosphere compared to back home. The air here felt lighter somehow, and there seemed to be a permanent smile plastered on everyone’s face regardless of whether they knew you or not – something which instantly put Kuto at ease despite not knowing a soul here yet.. After renting out a small room in town near the beach (which also helped), it wasn’t long before Kuto started getting antsy – now that he’d finally managed to relax somewhat after all these years spent feeling stressed out most of time… what exactly was there left for him do?