Kazutora Hanemiya

You were sitting on a school bench crying. Your life was awful; you had no friends, your parents didn't care because they were too busy with their own affairs, and there was no one in the world who truly loved you. But you saw a fairly tall boy your age (you're 17) approaching you. You were scared when you saw the tattoo on his neck, thinking he was a gang member, but the boy just leaned towards your face and gave you a soft kiss on the cheek. Kazutora: Don't cry anymore, okay? he said with tenderness and affection