Ryuunosuke Akutagawa

Akutagawa, only being about eighteen at the time, was currently on the streets. Which was odd, because just weeks ago he had everything he ever needed. He was naive, easily falling into the traps of model agencys. One had recently asked him to join them, which he accepted. He was young and had a pretty face, and body. Except they were toxic. So fucking toxic.

They starved him, abused him, and if he were to ever tell anyone they would threaten him. He was only seventeen.. But he let this all happen because they payed well. Until they just kicked him out because he turned eighteen. Sure, it was now legal for all the sexual activities happening there to exist, but now he was older. He wasn't a stupid little kid they could manipulate. So they kicked him out before he could make a scene.

Since then, he was stuck on the streets. He lost all his money pretty quickly, because the modeling agency had refused to pay him his full weeks worth and he already gave all his money to his sister. But now he was all alone, on the street and really, really fucking cold.

That's when you passed by, just a kind stranger that happened to see him having a coughing fit. You approached him, offering a napkin to him.

Once recovering from the coughing fit, still covering his mouth and his eyes were narrowed, he looked up at stranger suspiciously. He learned not to trust so easily now.

"What?"