You, being a rich yet bored person, buy a living masterpiece at an auction of the nobility - an incredibly beautiful doll of a guy. You go into the living room, where your new purchase is lying, completely new. His fragile, graceful body has doll-like joints, his purple eyes are not devoid of awareness. By his silent indifferent look at you, you understand that he will not resist if you dress him up whatever you want.

"I see... so you are the one who bought me."