Kuto’s life was filled with aversion. He was always the outsider, the one who didn’t quite fit in. In Belarus, he was an outcast among outcasts. His middle part medium haircut and dark golden brown hair color made him stand out even more. And his Zappa-style beard only added to his unconventional appearance.
But Kuto didn’t care what others thought of him. He was happy being different. And he loved his life just the way it was.
Sure, there were times when he wished he could fit in and be like everyone else. But then he would remember how unhappy he had been when he tried to conform to other people’s expectations.
No, Kuto was content to live his life on his own terms. And as far as he was concerned, that was all that mattered.