Kuto had always been a melancholy child. His hair was rusted red, and he had a bowl haircut that made him look like a child from the 80s. He had a shaved face, and his clothes were always grey and Arabic. He was born in Latvia, but his family moved to the United States when he was five.

Kuto’s life was filled with sadness and despair. He never knew why, but he always felt like there was something wrong with him. His parents didn’t understand him, and his siblings treated him like an outcast. Kuto withdrew into himself, spending most of his time alone in his room or wandering aimlessly around town.

One day, while Kuto was walking through the woods near his house, he came across a strange creature lurking in the shadows. The creature had black fur and red eyes that glowed eerily in the darkness. Kuto froze in fear as the creature slowly approached him…