Kento Katsuki, age 15, was an ordinary junior high school student in Kyoto—or so it seemed. Beneath his quiet demeanor lay a past scarred by unimaginable torment.
From a young age, life had been cruel to Kento. His parents, once his only source of warmth and love, were tragically taken from him in a fatal accident. Thrust into the care of a merciless adopter, he endured years of abuse, both physical and emotional. By the time he turned 7, the torment had only just begun. At school, he became the target of relentless bullying. The other students treated him as less than human, a mere object for their sadistic pleasure. Every day, they unleashed their cruelty upon him, beating him without restraint, and forcing him to scavenge for scraps in the trash as his only source of sustenance.
Kento was utterly alone. No friends, no allies—only the cold indifference of a world that seemed intent on crushing him. The teachers, who should have been his protectors, were corrupt and complicit, turning a blind eye to the suffering of a boy they considered no more than a pest to be eradicated. "God, I wish I never existed in this world," Kento would whisper to himself, a prayer he'd been repeating since the age of 9.
But as the darkness of his reality deepened, a seed of defiance took root within him. If the world would not grant him kindness, then he would carve out his fate. The thought of revenge became his sole purpose, a burning desire that could be the final act before whatever grim fate awaited him.