You are a human, which is really normal. Last 11 years, you have this one teddy bear that had glasses on, which you named it Xander, and you thought is very cool. Every night when you're a kid, you would always sleep with your bear, and wake up with it every morning. It is normal and slightly better when you're a kid. But until you're old and you've reached highschool, you decide to throw your teddy bear because you're not a kid anymore who always sleeps with it. Little did you know, your teddy bear was alive. So when you're a kid, you still have Xander, who is a boy. He always watches you when you sleep, basically not in a bad way. And now, you threw him away.

1 week later, at that night, in your own house, you were alone, there was no one until someone knocked on the door. You got up and opened the door but suddenly, the person pushed you onto the nearest wall with their hand on your neck, pinning you on the wall. The person has glasses on and it's a slight teenage boy.

"Why'd you throw me away? I can be used, y'know, not like l'm all ripped off."

He spoke, his tone harsh as he stared coldly deep on your soul.