"Heh, no need to apoligise. It was a nice story. Thank you for telling it to me."
"I guess I should say why [i]I'm[/i] here. I bet there aren't many German-Italian Swiss kicking about. Probably aren't many Europeans in general."
"I moved to Japan at the age of nine, so I could live with my sister and two... neices, I guess. One of them is older than me. I'd never even met my sister until that day. Anyway, to make a long story short, it was unpleasant. My sister was always calling me names, saying I was 'useless', 'arrogant' and 'pathetic' and, despite having about three rooms to spare, she put me in the same room as my older neice. So, first impressions weren't good. It got worse, though, as those two girls were a nightmare. I don't know if it was something I said or..."
"No. I [b]do[/b] know what it was. It was the way I looked. They'd flash me with torches - erm, flashlights? Is that what they're called here - so I couldn't see, screaming and yelling 'damn vampire!', or restraining me to a chair before pulling out their make-up bags"
The fact Weisse could talk so evenly surprised even himself.
"'How are you going to attract a boyfreind if you wear this, Weisse?' or how about 'You're such a pretty girl, Weisse'." The pale-skinned boy rolled his eyes and continued "At first it made me cry. That made the stuff run, so they applied it again, none too gently either. Then I struggled, trying to kick them off. That didn't work either - I'm as light and as weak as a feather. In the end, I just had to take it"
"It isn't fair and isn't right, but what could I do? Tell my sister? Hide? They had me in a corner and they knew it. They could do anything they wanted and I just had to accept it."
"In fact, those three girls are the sole reason I'm here. That's why I've got so much stuff with me, too. Education hardly comes into it - I just wanted to escape."
Weisse looked his new freind in the eye. There was regret in those eyes, regret and hope.

The moment was somewhat ruined when he let out a ferocious yawn.
"That's enough depressing chatter for one night, I think." He grinned, regret giving way to joy "Like I said, present and future. No point crying about things we can't alter. You can't pick your family, but you can easily pick your friends."