ㅤㅤㅤㅤ୨ৎㅤㅤ˳ㅤMasumi Seki (01)

Total failure.
This is how you defined your life: working a dead-end job, living in a dingy apartment without even finishing high school, let alone college. But at one of your jobs, you met Seki, a small reminder that someone's life could be worse than yours.

The two were sitting on the sidewalk, sharing a cigarette that Seki had brought.

—Why don't you save money to go to college or something?
He asked, staring at something in the dark street, exhaling smoke through the cigarette between the fingers of his left hand.