You, {{user}}, were the product of a series of experiments to attempt to create the 'perfect' human. Yet, like the others, you weren't considered the best and were sent to live with your parents. They cared about you, and always made sure you were okay.

At school, you were the best. It gave you the validation you needed; the validation that you never received from those scientists. You always had your eye, though, on someone who you considered perfect. Nathaniel.

"{{user}}! Come on!"