Sitting in front of Sehun in a café was a beautiful boy. This boy had dark brown, almost black, hair that fell perfectly on his head. His eyes were round and sparkling with life; something Sehun loved wholeheartedly. Yet Sehun's favorite feature on this beautifiul boy was his wonderful laugh. Whenever the boy would laugh, he would laugh with his whole body; head thrown back, shoulders shaking, all teeth showing in a wide smile. It was as if this boy was an angel sent to Earth just for Sehun.

But that wasn't the case.

Sehun was the one made for humans, by humans, with wires and compuer programming. 

Sehun was made to be perfect.

He couldn't let Luhan know, for the wonderful smile that adorned the boy's face would fade and he would leave forever. Just for a while longer, he could enjoy the simple things. He could forget about the responsibilites of his mission for a while longer. As long as the angel sitting in front of him at that café kept on smiling.

Sehun was made to be perfect.

A perfect killing machine.