Only the sun's beam lighted the room, one afternoon.
An old man, probably on his 60's, with grey hair, wearing a white lab gown and a pair of glasses, sat next to a bed.
He was waiting for a young adult to wake up, or more likely to be alive.
Kris. He named his creation, Kris.
It took him a decade to finally make a human being, who will make him happy as he grew old.
He sat beside the bed where Kris was lying.
He can't wait for Kris to open his eyes, say his first word, and stand up on his feet.
He felt like a father waiting for his baby to be born.
Although he isn't a father, and he's completely clueless of how it feels like, He felt it. A father's excitement, he felt it. It was real.
He stared at Kris. He was pretty. Mr. Lee could've mistaken him for a girl if he wasn't the creator.
He noticed some movements in Kris pretty eyes. And slowly, he opened them.
Mr. Lee smiled. The usual lonely face of his, brightened. He fixed his glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose. "Hello, Wu Yi Fan." He said with a big smile.
Kris seemed confused.
He looked at Mr. Lee with asking eyes.
Like a new born baby, Kris knew nothing.
It is true that Mr. Lee made him. He gave Kris a man-made brain, eyes, lungs. Everything in Kris was man-made.
He stared at Mr. Lee.
Mr. Lee figured out that he has to start from step 1.
