The sun crept on the horizon, as it's magnificent light began to envelope the world, certifying that it was indeed dawn. Deep within the middle section of Konohagakure was a young boy, still fast asleep, clinging to his empty dreams. His nirvana would then be killed, a moment later, by the screetching sound of the alarm clock. With mere impulse, his fist clenched as he tossed and turned to the alarm, and without a second to spare, punched it, destroying his pedestal in the progress. The young man rose up, rubbing his eyes and rose out of his bed in his pyjamas. As he walked, he realized that infront of him were two masked figures, dressed in a grey ANBU flak jacket, black pants, calf-length open-toed combat boots as well as a tanto strapped on their backs.