Kyo Yumi, is a young detective. All that anybody knows about his past is that his hometown was burned to the ground, killing off everyone he ever knew at the age of fifteen. Police Chief Miss Vine took him under her wing and after four years he was accepted into the Police Force. Kyo stands at 6ft 2, black short hair, usually messy. His eyes are a deep hazel, reflecting a deep twisted intelligence. Kyo's view of the world is warped, he holds no one close to him, not even Miss Vine.
Kyo is a quick learner, a dab hand with mechanics and inventing new technologies.
His secret talent is drawing and painting.
The cab pulled up outside the apartment block, the rain pouring down. Kyo stepped out and lifted his baggage out from the back, paid off the driver and looked up at the building, squinting through the rain. It didn't look much to him, then again it wasn't much to look at. He took a key out of his pocket which had a room number and address on it. He stepped through the doors and headed up the stairs dragging his bags behind him. Reaching the third floor he sighed and checked the key for the room number; '55'.
Coming to the door he slowly opened it to reveal the small, one bedroom, one bathroom, one living room kitchen.
"They really are getting tight with their money" Kyo commented as he stepped inside.
He looked around the place, with a small sigh before looking back at his luggage.
"Better than nowhere I suppose" He spoke, before beginning to unpack his clothes