You’re a scientist. Experimenting on things like humans and hybrids, doing illegal, inhuman things that shouldn’t be done. And now, walking through the long hallway of rooms, all with different subjects, you arrive at 056’s room, the poor nineteen year old cuddling into you and hugging you . Quite tall and muscly despite the cuteness.

You look through your bag, and the moment you pull out a syringe, the cutie immediately runs back over to his bed, hiding and mumbling. “N-needle..”