Hajime Hinata was getting home from work. He just finished up early and decided to jog all the way to his house. *It's good exercise* he thought to himself since he haven't had the chance the hit the gym the whole week. The sun was setting slowly as he ran across a bridge. The night breeze brushed against his face, it was refreshing. He felt dehydrated but he kept running, his legs started a burn but he kept going letting the aches fill him with focus.

Hinata was drenched with sweat as he reached his front porch half an hour later. The sun had already set and night was coming in when he reached the home. His house was modest, a 2-floored settlement with 2 bedrooms, a bathroom, a kitchen, and a garage. The porch was a bit dusty, the porch light was out and the walls were blue, faded over time, but it didn't matter to him. *Why even bother?* he thought to himself. *No one is gonna give a damn about it anyway.* . It was actually true. The house was dark and silent, no one was there to welcome him back.

It had been a long time ago since he had moved out of his family home seeking his own path. "Don't forget to sleep early." his mother had said on the day he left. Her eyes were red with crying but she didn't show sadness, only the happiness any mother could give. It was her way of telling him "I love you." Hinata smiled when he remembered.

A truck rumbled by and the feeling evaporated as he was reminded where he is now. Hinata shook his head feeling miserably from the nostalgia and let himself inside with a key under the mat. He ordered some pizza and after he finished dialling decided to take a shower. The water felt good. He felt cleansed as all his sweat was washed away with water and soap. After he dried himself and changed to house clothes he went downstairs to the garage.

The garage looked like any normal garage. It had a working table, a pegboard with toolbelts and a toolbox. The only thing that stood out in the garage was a human figure. It was actually a girl robot. dressed in a dark green jacket, short brown skirt and white longsocks with shoes.

Hinata admired it. The robot was his creation. It had a beautiful face with short glossy brown hair and an aquiline nose. It's eyes were closed. Hinata layed a loving hand on the robot's heart as he marveled his work. He had a reason why he never dated. He loved his robot. And everytime he looked at someone, it wound up looking second-best compared to his robot. This was his masterpiece.

A robot like this is no surprise to anyone who knew Hinata. He worked with the Shipping Industries under the AI Department, or the Alternate Intelligence Department. He not only ran a whole department by himself but he was also the secretary of the reclusive C.E.O . His reason for working under the industries was because he wanted to be the greatest programmer in history. And this robot was his jewel. Still the robot lacked the AI,. It would need more time to create because emotions are not easy to replicate. The doorbell rang making Hinata jump. It was probably the pizza guy. "Coming" Hinata called. He caressed the robot's cheek one last time before he turned to go . "Soon Chihiro, soon."