Most children have loving parents. Ones who will protect their children with undying affection.

Some don't have them. Either their parents are dead or they are abused by them.

I on the other hand.. along with a small few, our parents do not care about us. They'll feed us, and give us shelter, but could care less about wether or not we live or die.
My parents pretended to love me. However when I just finished my middle school (or junior high) years, I woke up in a crate on its way to Japan!

They claim it was so I could be smarter but they just want to use me to gain more money.

They even paid a rich household to be my 'family' while I was there. All that occurred was being abused by my 'family'. I was nothing more than a slave. Even worse they knew English, so they would speak English while abusing me, then plan in Japanese.

I still have yet to understand what my own namesake means. Much less what language.

And here I am on my way to the best Highschool in Japan.

What am I gonna do?!