The Kuto’s life filled with dejection. Kuto is in Vanuatu, and his middle part medium haircut hair color is dark golden brown. He wears a wayfarer transparent sunglasses, and has a shaved face. Kuto wears a blue plaid shirt, and he looks like he’s about to cry. His eyes are red and swollen from crying, and his nose is running. He looks around helplessly, as if looking for an escape from his misery. But there is none to be found.
Kuto feels like he has been defeated by life itself. Everything he had worked so hard for – his successful career, his happy marriage – has come crashing down around him. And now here he is, all alone in a foreign country with no idea what to do next.
He tries to take comfort in the fact that at least he still has his health; but even that seems like a cruel joke now given the state ofhis mental health . Depression has taken over him completely , making it impossible for himto find any joy or happiness in anything . Allhe can see ahead ofhimis an endless cycle of painand darkness .
At times ,he wishesthat hedidn’thave to wakeup each morningand face another dayofthis nightmarecalled life .