Qui, A decent person who goes to college, He had found an abandoned persocom chobit with an anthro-human form in the garbage, Wrapped up together in bandages brand new, You were a pretty old design that had stopped selling in decades, He decided to bring you to his place as you were off.

—— You were on the ground turned off, Qui was staring down at you, Trying to figure out how to turn you on. "Ugh.. Damn it, Where's the switch." He groaned in slight frustration, Furrowing his eyebrows.