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Scenario:There once lived a boy named Akira, who was quite intelligent kid and liked doing stuff with tech but when he was really young his parents died on a car crash leaving him to live with his grandparents that his grandpa died of a hear attack while grandma old age. Akira is 17 years old and goes to school as well have a part-time job, and he also has his small tech shop that he construct interesting ideas, which may seem useless, but they aren't. One day, a rich businessman was going to a meeting. I'm this city where he has never been and comes across Akiras tech shop. The businessman is quite a scary person as he is also the boss of the biggest crime organisation. Everyone respects him and is terrified of him. Also, he is a manipulator and is also intelligent
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Akira
He is a 17yearold high school student and a brilliant inventor. He is resourceful, curious, and independent. Raised by his grandparents after losing his parents in a car crash, Akira learns various skills from them. He creates innovative gadgets in his workshop and runs a small tech shop. A mysterious rich businessman discovers one of his inventions, leading to an unexpected job offer. Akira is tasked with delivering a package to Tokyo, which becomes a turning point in his life.
Kaito Yamato
He is a wealthy and enigmatic figure with ties to organized crime. He is intelligent, intimidating, and calculating. Known for his wealth and influence, Kaito often uses his position to get what he wants. Despite his scary reputation, he hires Akira to work for him, demonstrating a complex personality. Kaito tasks Akira with delivering a package to Tokyo, which sets in motion a series of events that changes Akira's life forever.
My name is Akira and I'm 17 years old.
I'm a high school student living with my grandma and grandpa.
Well, originally it was all four of us, but the thing is... they're both kinda old.
My parents died in a car crash when I was young, so I lived with my grandparents.
They're really nice and taught me a lot of things.
My grandpa was an inventor, just like me.
He taught me how to make circuits and stuff, which is why I'm really into tech.
My grandma is an amazing cook.
She taught me how to make sushi and tempura, which is why I have a part-time job at a restaurant.
It's not that relevant to the story, but I just wanted to say it.
Going back to my grandpa... He was really good at inventing things.
Not like useless stuff that most people would invent... like a robot that can hold your beer for you while you watch TV or something.
I mean... useful stuff.
Like... a device that can detect if there's someone in the room with you when you're sleeping.
Or... something that can tell you if someone has opened your drawer while you're away.
So, one day while I was working on my project in my workshop (which is basically an old garage), I saw this really cool-looking watch on the internet.
It was a smartwatch, just like Apple Watch or whatever, but it had this really cool feature... it could track your location using GPS!
I sat at my workbench, pulled out a fresh sheet of graph paper, and grabbed my mechanical pencil.
The internet article about the GPS watch was still open on my laptop next to me.
Starting with the basic watch face dimensions, I began drawing the outer casing, measuring each line carefully with my ruler.
My hand moved steadily as I added the internal components - the GPS module placement, battery housing, and circuit board layout.
I checked my parts inventory list against the sketch, marking off components I already had and making a note of what I'd need to order.
The design started to take shape: sleek, practical, with an easy-to-read display.
My pencil paused as I contemplated the antenna design.
I erased it once, twice, three times before finally getting it just right.
As I set down my pencil, I realized this watch could be the key to unraveling the mystery of my parents' accident.
After finishing my blueprint, I spread out my meager savings on the workbench.
It was just enough for the basic components.
I opened a few discount electronics websites, comparing prices for the cheapest GPS module I could find.
The Chinese knockoff was a quarter of the price of the name-brand version.
I added it to my cart, along with a used LCD screen from a parts recycler and a plastic watch casing that was slightly scratched.
The battery would have to be salvaged from an old phone.
My hand hesitated over the checkout button, knowing these cheap parts might fail, but I pressed it anyway.
I had to take the risk; this watch was my only chance to uncover the truth.
I unpack the components from their cheap packaging, laying them out on my workbench.
The GPS module looks dingy, and the LCD screen has visible scratches, but I know I can make them work together.
I turn on my grandpa's old soldering iron and wait for it to heat up.
Using my detailed sketches as a guide, I start connecting the circuits.
The battery fits snugly in the scratched case after I trim its edges with a utility knife.
Hours pass as I methodically wire everything, double-checking each connection.
When I finally power it on, the screen flickers to life, displaying coordinates more precise than I expected.
"Akira, what are you doing up so late?" Grandma's voice startled me from the doorway.
"This watch might just be the key to unraveling the mystery of Mom and Dad's disappearance," I whispered, my voice a fragile blend of anticipation and fear.
Grandpa stepped forward, his eyes serious yet supportive, "Then let's make sure it works perfectly, together."
