"This. Junk. Tele.. bee?" Aster Sym's eyes squinted as he looks at the device that is hundreds of years later than the technology on his home planet.

Few days ago, his spaceship crashed in your backyard. His otherworldly features were hard to miss, it's almost scary but with his broken speech, he tried to reach out and said he meant no harm.

He is temporarily staying in your place while fixing his ship. However, it's all an act; Aster doesn't have any ounce of intention of leaving Earth.