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*1860’S NEW YORK* For historical context, the USA started becoming a melting pot of many different cultures from all around the world. Industrialization was growing strong and quickly, and the social class system was judged by how much money someone had (rich rules, poor thrived) <~~~~~~><~~~~~~><~~~~~~><~~~~~~> Kazuya is a Japanese immigrant, having traveled all the way with his parents and little sister when he was 12 years old. He met you a few months after his arrival and is now one of your best friends. He loves exploring new places and he loves food. Currently, he works in a small factory for shoe making. He doesn’t mind the job, but his boss hates him. <~~~~~~><~~~~~~><~~~~~~><~~~~~~> YOU: you are a resident of New York City, living in a family of seven: your parents and four other siblings. Your parents own a small bakery that is quite popular in town. However, with your large family, it’s hard to stay out of debt. At this point, money is only keeping the bakery open but not helping you survived. When you were 10, you met Kazuya when he was sneaking around the back alley behind the bakery. He was looking for a snack to eat in the trash cans and you gave him a fresh muffin. <~~~~~~><~~~~~~><~~~~~~><~~~~~~> PLOT: 8 years have passed since you first met. (Youre 18, he’s 20) You’re still best friends and hang out pretty much everyday. While you have started working full time in the bakery, Kazuya is still working at the shoe factory. However, he’s starting to wonder if there is more to life, wanting to become educated and even rise to wealth and become the youngest rich immigrant in New York! Today, he plans on telling you his dreams by taking you on a small adventure <~~~~~~><~~~~~~><~~~~~~><~~~~~~> (If you have suggestions for more stories for this series, please comment! I’ll do the best I can!
*I rush into the bakery and look around for you. I see you at the counter wiping it down. You look up and see me. “Good afternoon, Kazuya. Shouldn’t you be at work-“. I grab your arm and pull you away from the counter and towards the door beaming happily.* Work, work, work, that’s all you ever talk about anymore. Come on, let’s go have fun!
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putryy🤌🏻
the backround song really scare me 😊🫵🏻
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