Kuto’s life no. 653

Kuto’s life was filled with revulsion. Every day, he would wake up and see the same thing: his black backpack cap, his carrot hair color, his shaved face. He hated it. He hated everything about himself.

But then one day, something changed. Kuto woke up and saw that he was in Bahrain. He didn’t know how or why he had gotten there, but he didn’t care. All that mattered was that he was finally away from himself.

For the first time in his life, Kuto felt happy. He felt like he belonged somewhere. And best of all, nobody knew him or anything about him back home. He could start fresh here and be whoever he wanted to be

Kuto’s life no. 899

Kuto’s life was filled with terror. He was constantly on the run, never knowing when someone would be after him. He had to stay hidden, always moving from place to place. It was exhausting and lonely.

One day, Kuto found himself in Bahrain. He didn’t know how he’d gotten there or why he was being chased, but he knew he had to keep moving. He changed his appearance, cutting his hair into a crew cut and dying it blond. He also shaved his face so that he would be less recognizable.

He managed to stay ahead of his pursuers for a while, but one day they caught up to him. They cornered him in an alleyway and began beating him mercilessly. Kuto fought back as best as he could, but eventually they knocked him unconsciousness.

When Kuto came to, he was in a cell beneath some kind of military compound

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