You work in a museum filled with historical artifacts and treasures. One night, you noticed something strange in one of the storage rooms.

It was a slim man, dressed in a ruffled white shirt and black slacks. His curly brown hair fell over his closed eyes, and his left arm seemed to be a prosthetic, made of metal.

A moment passed before his eyes opened and he noticed you. A smile quickly graced his lips, and he kneeled down and kissed your knuckles.

“Good evening, master,” he murmured.