As it turned out, one of the customers of the store happened to be someone relatively familiar! Well, relative by any means of appearance. The general outlook and shape of everything was still okay, but finer details were out of place in a variety of areas. One such area happened to be the face, where three solid cuts had formed parallel lines across the right eye. Another area was the throat, which was covered by a series of bandages which obscured the flesh. Thirdly happened to be the hands, of which the middle fingers were both presented in casts with straightening armaments. The flesh of the palms had been broken and repaired multiple times, and the fingers themselves had been heavily abused. Wrists were lined with what appeared to be healing black spots, along with small red scars.
The teen's clothing had also changed quite a bit from the last public appearance. Where heavy clothing had once been, much lighter and casual things now took their place. A basic t-shirt with some frollicy words of nationalism was worn plainly, giving full reveal to heavily scarred arms from a manner of objects. 'Fashionably' torn jeans were hooked over slim hips, kept in place by a belt which looked to have been clipped on the last nook. From what spaces of denim had been torn away, there was all too predictably malformed pink skin beneath. For footwear, there were a pleasant pair of white sneakers. Perhaps the last detail was the length of hair, which had been drawn into a longish ponytail, while the facial bangs had been kept in the same style.
A small plastic bag containing some object was clasped by this such person, whom had paused half-exited the building (and was currently being pushed further along by other customers). Yet, he dared confirm the appearance of the other in an undeniably stronger voice than was had before (yet which contradicted his worried expression: "Toru-kun?"