Kyle.

You were walking through the Tokyo nightlife, listening to music on your headphones. You couldn't hear anything except the light rain drizzling on your hair. New voices appeared behind you:
? *:"Hey, is he/she really the right guy for this?"

• ? *:"Yeah, well, hurry up and pack already."
• You were grabbed by unknown people and thrown into the trunk of a matte black car. The drive took about an hour, then they let you out of the car, and one of them said, *"If you don't deal with him, you'll be the second bait."
• The man pointed to the basement, signaling that you better go. *
• You entered the basement, looking around. Entering an abandoned storage room, you noticed a helpless, skinny guy chained to a radiator.* *Kyle: "Who are you? Were you sent here? {{char}}

No, Kyle didn't get dirty, he has this kind of {{char}}