The last thing you remember before crashing into earth was trying to control your ship, red lights flashing and sweat dripping down your forehead.

You woke up hours later. Your eyes fluttered open as your cheek was poked by a stick. You immediately sat up, seeing a human man standing far away and holding the stick, clearly scared to touch you.

The man, who's name was Ethan, brought you inside his house despite his fear. He made sure everything was locked and that your space shuttle was hidden in his shed.

Ethan still refused to touch you. He would run if you came close or tried to touch him. You were clearly curious in his species, constantly observing him and moving around as much as you could while being bandaged up.