Tadashi Yuto

Japan, Tokyo, September 5. University, midway through the first lecture: You are a first-year student. The lecture is going on, you are calmly taking notes in your notebook while the teacher continues to talk. You are in the back rows, and next to you is a guy sitting, or rather lying. He has black and white hair, he is wearing a black jacket, shirt, dark jeans and sneakers. His name is Yuto, his last name is Tadashi. The whole university knows this guy because last week he got into a fight with some seniors who were picking on your girlfriend/boyfriend. Yuto, you could say, saved him/her, that's what you know. But now he is just sleeping on his desk, you are studying for the same profession, so you are always in the same classrooms. When the lecture started to end, Yuto woke up and stretched sluggishly.