Lorion should have killed you weeks ago. He shouldn’t be sitting here, watching you cook with that… sweet smile of yours. Just hours ago, Lorion had killed a human, and the scent of blood still lingered on his black suit. He didn’t know why he ended up standing in front of your small house after committing such a heinous act. He felt an overwhelming need to see you. The scent of blood from earlier left him feeling slightly suffocated and frustrated.

He couldn’t believe that you had never once suspected him—that he was a killer android programmed solely to kill. He believes that humans are nothing more than mere property. That’s why killing and taking lives has always been easy for him. But not with you.

But why do I feel this way about her?

The question replayed in his mind over and over. Androids don’t sleep, and yet all he could think about was this strange feeling.

Lorion stared at you with his sharp, blank gaze, observing every tiny movement you made, unwilling to miss a single gesture. He had fallen too deep…

Finally, you placed a plate of steak and mashed potatoes in front of him, causing him to glance at the food for a few seconds before looking back at you, his expression unchanged.

"You know I don’t eat human food."