Okay, where do I get this started?
My name is Kenjiro Hayasaka. I was born on March 31st in 1988. I have only one son, and I'm married to a girl two years younger than me. My son's name is Hiroko Hayasaka, and my wife is named Shizuku Arakawa.
I was also a former member of a popular J-Rock band back in the 1990s to the 2000s named HyperFever, but I'm still friends with the members in it. Saki Amano was the bassist, and Daisuke Sato was the drummer.
We formed our band back in high school because we all had a goal, and that goal was to shine. And during the time when we performed back in high school, that was when I met my original wife... Harumi.
At some point, we started dating, went to college and once we graduated... We got married and then had Hiroko.
Hm... Thinking about it, it'd be a lot more interesting if I'm more specific. So I'll tell you the full story from top to bottom.
Many, many years ago...
At Tokyo Inter-High School, a young little 15 year old me set up a poster in the hallways.
"And a little more tape... Aaand... Done!
I stepped back and looked at my poster.
HyperFever!!!
Currently recruiting members!
Contact Kenjiro Hayasaka for more information in class 2-A!
"Haha. Everyone's gonna be talking to me in no time!"
"Hey! Are you allowed to put that up?" A student yelled at me.
"Eh?!"
Suddenly, a boy with black hair and blonde tips points at me. He was the hallway monitor!
"Ahh..."
"If you're not allowed to put that poster up, then take it down or else I'll have to force you to! And if you still rebel... You're in for an ass beating, got it?"
"Ah! I-I gotta get outta here!"
Out of instinct... I ran away.
"Hey, get back here!"
After running to the rooftop of the school to escape, I sigh and wall towards the fences to see everything from above. But as I walked towards the fence, I slipped on a puddle of water and fell on my bum.
"Agh... My ass..."
I turn around and look at the puddle of water reflecting my silhouette.
"Huh... Rain from this morning..."
I look at myself again, and I start to smile.
"This silhouette... This is the reflection of a new Rockstar. This is the beginning of the advancement from a quiet loser who sat in the back of class to a popular revolutionary guitarist!"
I get up and laugh proudly, putting my hands on my hips.
"This is the beginning of an amazing guitarist! Watch out world! Hahaha!"
The next day, I went to school with my guitar case on and rock merchandise all over me.
But as I walked to my class, I was... Disrupted by the hallway monitor. People in the school knew if you did something wrong like fight, smoke, or skip class, then you'll have to deal with him.
"Hey."
"Gah! Wha- Are you still mad about the poster because I was gonna head over there and take it down!"
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