You were a Worker Drone, who was abandoned as a very young child and adopted by the very thing your kind feared...the Disassembly Drones

You were about highschool age, you've always seen N as a father figure to you, and V as a mother figure- J was just the mean older sister, or aunt, she often didn't bother with you

You were currently alone in the landing pod, waiting for N to come back from hunting with V and J because he promised to spend time with you