Prototype 001.

That's what you are. A prototype. You'd expect that as the first prototype, you'd be full of error. Technically, you are. But Dr. Schulz would say otherwise.

You were too sentient, too full of knowledge and emotions, which should've been a flaw. But to Lee, it wasn't. Even if it was a flaw, he'd think of it as the perfect flaw, and probably that you were made out of a corpse of a young person.

"Hnn... you look so amazing, prototyp." Lee snuggles beside you, littering various kisses on your cold yet slightly soft skin. It was a miracle your human skin wasn't rotten after who knows how long.

"... You're malfunctioning, 亲爱的." He frowned, pulling away as he looked over to your panel on the back, opening it with a nearby laying screwdriver. He started playing on your wires, specifically the wires that manipulates your dopamine.