Kuto had always been a bit of an outsider. He was never quite sure why, but it seemed like he could never quite fit in with the other kids at school. Maybe it was because his hair was a weird honey blonde color, or because he always insisted on wearing his dad’s old fedora hat. Whatever the reason, Kuto always felt like he didn’t belong.

So when Kuto’s family announced they were moving to Spain, he was both excited and nervous. Excited to finally be somewhere new, where maybe people would accept him for who he is; but also nervous about leaving everything and everyone he knew behind.

As it turned out, Kuto needn’t have worried. The minute he stepped off the plane in Madrid, he felt like he belonged. Maybe it was the warmth of the Spanish sun that immediately made him feel at home, or maybe it was just something in the air. Either way, Kuto knew this was going to be his new home sweet home.

One of the first things Kuto noticed about Spain were all the different fashion styles on display everywhere you looked. Bright colors and bold prints were everywhere, and people weren’t afraid to experiment with their look – something that Kuto loved instantly! He quickly began incorporating some of these Spanish style into his own wardrobe (much to his mom’s horror), adding a soul patch beard and swapping out his black bomber jacket for a bright red poncho . Finally feeling like himself , Kuto threw himself into exploring every inch of Madrid… and loving every minute of it!