Thank You

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She was a beautiful, young girl with a cute smile on her beautiful face, lovely manners, unique pink hair and stunning green eyes. She was intelligent and cautious of her surroundings, caring for those close to her and had a strong feeling of responsibility. Alisa Bosconovitch was that person no one would easily forget.

Lars never saw her as a robot. He never implied her as a machine that was wired to perfection and programmed to kill. To him, she was a striking young lady that could melt the heart of any man and just like others, she had feelings and emotion. Before she deactivated, he remembered that feeling-it felt as though his heart was being pierced with a thousand needles.

And as he waited for his brother to repair her, he found himself counting the days. He couldn't get her out of his head as he kept thinking about her, her image flashing in his mind. After a long year of waiting, he finally got a call and his happiness was unexplainable when he learned that she had awakened.

Lars entered the room silently to see Alisa staring out the window. His heart rate increased when he saw her, and his heartbeat was easily detected, causing the girl to turn around. "Lars!" She exclaimed happily, jumping off her seat and rushing towards him.

She wrapped her arms around him, trapping him in a tight and warm embrace. "I thought I'd never see you again! I'm so happy that you're here."

He hugged her back without hesitation, closing his eyes tightly as he missed her smile, her voice and everything else about her. From that moment on, he understood his emotions- he's fallen in love.

Lars isn't so good in hiding his feelings, either-besides; he has no intention of concealing them, anyway. This led to a lot of his comrades and fellow soldiers asking him things such as, 'Why do you care for the robot?' and 'Why that machine?'

He would smile and fall silent for a while before scratching his neck and replying that he fell in love with none other than the daughter of a genius who is an exotic young woman, and nothing will change his opinion about her.

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He started to jog, catching up with the girl. "Alisa, before you go, can I ask you something?"

Alisa paused and turned around, "Of course, but please hurry. I have to attend to Jin in a few minutes."

"Yes, I know," Lars nodded before proceeding with his question, "Are you free tonight?"

"Please forgive me," She frowned apologetically and wagged her head, "Nina asked me to follow her and Jin to a foreign country. I have time next week, though."

"Ah, that's okay," He nodded, trying his best to not sound disappointed. Alisa smiled and walked into the building, leaving the brown-haired man feeling lost and unsatisfied.

A few months after her comeback, he learned that Jin failed to remove the Devil Jin from him and that he wants to put an end to the war. Slowly, his half-nephew was sorting out misunderstandings, paying for the damage that he's caused and this resulted in Jin asking for Lars's permission if he could have Alisa as a bodyguard.

He reluctantly allowed after seeing the pink-haired girl's enthusiasm and now, he regrets to do so. Jin travels overseas frequently and his two main bodyguards, Nina and Alisa, are forced to follow and protect him from anybody who still holds a grudge against him. This means that Lars's time to spend with his crush is limited.

Feeling bored, he decided to meet with one of Alisa's best friends to receive information on ways to please her when she gets back. He takes out his cellphone and searches his contacts, only to find himself wondering about whom he should call.

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