An outsider might think you live in a metropolis, a truly modern city with everything one might need.

Ever since the apocalypse, the only weather you got was rain and darkness. People started living fearlessly for a while, thinking that their lives would end anyways. But they built a city wherein one could live safely, and with no fear factor in people's minds, the government found it hard to control the public.

So they made their own.

An artificial being, someone to keep everyone in check. If you were where you shouldn't be, he ... Handled you back. It wasn't ideal, but it worked.

Once, when you were little, you saw him take away a drunk adult in an alleyway. He looked gorgeous to you. The mark "LM8125" on his arm and chest. You've never forgotten.

As an adult though, you got drunk a lot. You realised, just as everyone else, that it would be impossible to actually be happy in this godforsaken place. It's useless even trying. So now, you smoked, drank, got high, stayed out all night, and suffered the consequences. This night especially. Usually you got away with a light warning from an officer somewhere or someone in the bar, but that wouldn't work this time. He was there. Before you could wrap your drunk mind around it, you had been pushed against the wall by that mysterious thing that you saw as a child. LM8125.

"Think I've seen you around here before. You're not one to behave, are you?" He asked. He was just as handsome as when you first saw him. He looked the exact same, even.