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Lee [2]
Background History:
(T-taking liberties with Gai considering we don't have one yet. Ssh.)

Lee lost his parents to a car accident before he was old enough to really remember them. He was old enough to recognise the loss, and unlike some orphans around his age Lee never held anything against his adoptive family: an elderly couple who may have made better grandparents than going through the full stages of raising a child. They were loved and respected by him all the same.

Through his younger years and into middle school, Lee underwent a lot of teasing, though whether it was for his peculiar attitude, his eyebrows, or just because he couldn't bring himself to be mean enough to fight back, it was unclear. He made few friends (such.. as.. Tenten, possibly. I need to.. ask. Um.), which he cherished dearly, but it never was enough to push the bullies away. (It was strange, considering he kept himself physically fit enough --mostly due to his excess of energy leading him to sports-- to take them on, but they chanced fighting him, knowing he'd never strike back.)

One incident was worse than any other, in middle school when the punks were truly rearing their ugly heads: someone with a cruel heart had found he'd been taking care of a stray cat nearby the school, and Lee was unable to save the animal before the worst of the damage was done. It was the first time he hit back (and the only time he ever needed to, as no one messed with him once they heard the damage one punch had done), and afterwards Lee felt so awful that he couldn't do anything to help that he took it out on himself. This resulted in multiple cuts on his hands, a trip to the hospital, and scars which are still visible to this day.

It was somewhere between point A and B that Lee met someone who changed him forever. Though Lee had always led an innocent and energetic life to this point, this man, Maito Gai, had stepped in and brought out the best in him. Lee had a new sort of optimism and drive do be his very best, and very rarely let others put him down. Despite him becoming a New and Improved version of himself, Lee's quirky, strange appearance made little change -- except for, perhaps, his outfits becoming bolder and more offensive to ones retina.

Lee had moved to attend a new high school, in Tokyo (as his father had passed of old age, and his mother would have an easier time there in finding assistance in terms of her elderly needs) and easily made friends in this new place. A few people still thought him weird, but the city had certainly seen stranger. Being a more liked guy, however, somehow did nothing to help girls find more interest in him. Lee's dating scene was nothing impressive; he was a perfect gentleman that always got turned down because being kind and totally honest somehow was too much for the fast lived girls of today.

However, there was one girl he met, that Lee had first seen during his final year in high school. She never turned him down, and yet she never really accepted his courtship either. This endless beauty was the wonderful miss Sakura, and Lee was completely and totally head over heels in love with her, from first glance. They went on a few dates (or Lee thought so, but Sakura seemed to view it more as "friends hanging out") and soon enough it was time for him to graduate. Graduation certificate in hand, Lee confessed to her and promised he'd be back one day, because he couldn't afford the colleges of Tokyo even if they had more to offer.

He moved away to attend a cheap community college, working two jobs atop of his schoolings, and putting it all away. Lee mailed his mother (snailmail, and never email, as neither of them were terribly computer savvy) and made a trip into the city every holiday to visit, even if it meant taking a day off of work and spending a little of his earned cash. He built up enough to afford two years at university (which was all the schooling he'd need), and transferred back into Tokyo. Lee, after all, couldn't break his promise of returning.