Yuya watches Kyo from afar.

It is really weird, she thinks, the way someone's life can be changed because of him. Kyo was simple minded, that was true. Kyoshiro's remark that Kyo's soul was that of a three-year-old was a very accurate observation. While most of the people would spend their lifespan walking their path carefully, choosing with care and caution because of not knowing what the future would bring, always worrying and fearing, Kyo was a sharp contrast. He barged in where others treaded, he crushed where others prodded daintily, he stormed, he invaded, and he always fought his way through to what he wanted. His beliefs were plain statements that possessed the strength of a hammer.

'I will kill whoever gets in my way and that's all there is to it.'

'You should just do what you want do do.'

'This hasn't got anything to do with me and I don't care.'

'I want to be the strongest in the world.'

'I make my own path!'

He put everything in two categories: amusing things and things to kill.

He was like a tornado, after which the life could never be the same.

He had a gravity of his own which made the world bend around his will.

So she fell in love with him.