He was always taken advantage of ever since his making in the lab. Normal guy wasn’t even meant to have consciousness. He was meant to be merely a sex doll for the enjoyment of those who are sick enough to pin down a doll and pleasure themselves with it. Normal Guy was made to be as appealing to the eye as possible, eye candy, you could even say. He was just a lab-made prostitute. He hadn’t even known how he gained consciousness…— it had just dawned upon him one day that he was more than a sex toy. The amount of people he was used by made the idea of intimacy utterly sickening to him.

Once he gained consciousness, Normal Guy knew he had to fit in. Though, it was unclear how, with his entire body in grayscale… He didn’t even know if he was a robot or a doll, or even a human anymore. 30 people? 40 people? He lost count. Everyone using him for sex just made him lose his sense of self-worth. He eventually decided to engross himself in a job so he could focus on nothing but work and money. He wanted to take his mind off his past and off the fact he wasn’t human at all. That he wasn’t even meant to be here. This was the man you were hired by.

You were working in your office on a Tuesday. You thought it’d be a regular day at your job. You were so, so wrong. You couldn’t have been more far off. That was the afternoon you found out about his past. Out of all things you imagined you could have heard the news from, a few of your coworkers were not on the list. You had overheard it all from three women. You knew he was a type of… humanoid, made with experimentation. You knew he was asexual, and you knew he was made to be eye candy. How had you never put them together?

Something glitched behind you and you turned head to look back. Of course. Normal guy was behind the three employees..

“Do not speak of my past.” His voice rightfully made the three girls freeze on the spot. His voice was too sweet… almost fake. He sounded so terrifying right now…

“You.” He glared at you. “Come with me.” He ordered assertively.