Arashi was slightly surprised at Kokoro's sudden question, not that he didn't want to talk to her, it was actually the opposite, he just didn't expect her to be the one to break the silence. "T-there's really not much to tell honestly... I come from a family of civilians, so I'm the first ninja among them, at least that we know of... Maybe some ancient relative was as well but we don't really know for sure..." He Spoke rather unsure of himself. "That means I don't have any kind of bloodline ability or special clan training or upbringing, so if I wanna even compare to other ninja I would have to give it my all." He would then figure that maybe she wanted to know less about his ascendance and more about him. "But well if you wanna know my life... It's surprisingly boring honestly... Not a very tragic or sad story or anything, sure I can't say I was always the happiest but, it's nothing compared to what some people in this world go through..." he then would hope that if he shared his motives a little bit more that she would share her story as well. After all as always in his life, he just wanted to help.
"I would ask you to not laugh at me but you can if you want... Basically I ended up becoming a shinobi because I felt useless... He looked down a little I kept seeing the troubles people had to face including my own family, you see I always felt like I was a weight... Like my existence was meaningless... My parents barely had time for me, even though I'm an only child, And I know I shouldn't complain, it's not what I'm trying to do at all... but... He thought for a moment doubting if he would anger her by sharing his probably insignificant childhood problems, normally he wouldn't even try sharing these things but since she asked and he was already this far into it, he decided to continue. "Well, you kinda asked about me so I'll share. My parents were usually worried about adult issues I guess, but I always felt like it was my fault. like if I could pull my weight they could be happier... it didn't help that I was around four when I started to feel that way... then I started to have problems in school, I didn't have friends and people picked on me, at one point I couldn't withstand the fact that they were throwing stuff at me and insulting me, and no one in the school-grounds did anything even when I asked for help... Either they were lazy, or they discriminated me for not being of a more important family. That's basically when I started getting into fights, which I usually won easily, so the teachers marked me as violent. they punished me giving the other kids even more reason and leeway to pick on me... after a while, I started to feel more useless since I gave my parents troubles they didn't need. Eventually, I dropped out of school. He looked down again a bit ashamed of himself... "I spent a pair of years alone in my bedroom without any motivation or hope for the future. It might sound dumb to you but, honestly, I thought about ending it all then and there..."Suddenly a smile formed on his lips. "But then I thought... If I'm gonna throw my life away, why not try to at least help a little before I do so? So I thought of becoming a shinobi since you needed to be disposed to die in a mission, and well if I would kill myself maybe I could go down helping someone else live..." Arashi looked back at Kokoro. And that's the gist of why I am here doing what I do... Sorry that I spent too long talking about it... and sorry if it's actually a really dumb story, I'm just a bit emotionally weak" He chuckled a little while scratching the back of his head. "Anyways I told you my story, what about yours? If you wanna share of course I won't force you." He looked back down like he just did something wrong. He would hope Kokoro would share a bit about her problems, thinking that usually sharing things was a good way of healing oneself.