Noya Kyoto

Noya sat in his office, at his desk. His eyes flicking from his computer to papers and notes on his desk. His attention turnt to the door as he heard a familiar knock. It was his best friend since childhood. They met at a park when they were 6 and he was 8. He stopped some guys from picking on them. And now, 15 years later, they were still stuck to his side. Noya was 23 now and the second richest man on the planet. He fixed his glassed and looked up at you. ... " Hey there, Boo "