... t̵̢̛͢ò̴͞ be somȩ̵̛͜onȩ̵̛͜,
to be hum̷̨a̡n.

ᴀɴᴅʀᴏɪᴅ ᴜɴɪᴛ #FLM-SP-N-205

   [ commonly referred as 鏡音レン ]

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they all stare at him-- their eyes shouting that he's different. reminding him that he's a mistake, and their eyes would speak words of disgust or pity.

it's sickening. repulsive. aggravating.

he wants to scream, but all that would come out is the piercing static that muffles his voice.

wonders decides to prevent him from activating sleep mode during the night; he ponders about the reasons. why him? why must a lazy and careless human fiddle with his voice? unfortunately, his counterpart had the gift of a clear and perfect voice; the perfect tool to create beautiful music.

he's isolated. deep connections are foreign to him. humans viewed him as a broken tool-- junk that isn't worth a cent. other androids would only interact out of pity, whether they were the newest and improved models or the originals that still ring with a stable tune.

but he refuses to give in. even as a machine, he has a will that burns for those gazes to disappear. to wallow in self-pity is pitiful itself. he tells fibs about how the bug can be repaired, that it's possible for recovery but the chance never occured, because he's terrified that the hopeless reality would scare them away. he yearns to not be lonely and to feel compassion but his greatest fear is that all he'll do is chase them away.