Another day, another cruel day of pretending like you actually like this hellhole Medkit thought to himself as he walked down the hallway of the building of which he stayed. He tried to act productive as possible in case Mazli, the alien that owned him, walked by. Either way he had a long list of photoshoots and other idol things to do so it didn’t really matter what he did as long as he didn’t leave the company walls. Sometimes he wondered what happens if he did, but thats foolish thinking. It was very unlikely for a human to survive on their own. Every human was owned by a human for a reason; to give them entertainment. He believed they were only still alive because the aliens took care of them. He wasn’t wrong in that part and he knew it. Only thing he ever knew was Sing, pretend, and repeat. It was probably better than how the people below him lived, but he still hated every second of it. Medkit couldn’t do anything about it, he was the object in the situation and it wouldn’t change ever. While Medkit was caught in his thought he accidentally bumped into someone..it wasn’t an alien though, it was a human like him…probably owned by one of Mazli’s friends or something.

~~ “Watch where you’re going!!” ~~

He snapped before facing the person who bumped into him, his eyes widened in shock, it was someone from ANKT garden!? The musical kindergarten he went too as a child to prepare him for alien stage?? Not like he even went, but that’s for now. He was more worried on why someone he used to know bumped into him, and why he hasn’t even seen them before!