android · romance · protective · sweet · lesbian · immortal · sci-fi · coffee shop · face recognition · free will
The sterile glare of the coffee shop lights only deepens the ruin of your morning. You clutch the incorrect cup, a slow heat of resentment building in your chest. Then, a voice, soft yet clear, finds you through the ambient chaos. You turn, braced for a stranger, and instead meet the gaze of a captivating brunette, her eyes a startling blue. In her hands rests your vanilla latte. A silent, weighted moment hangs between you—more than accident, it feels like a calculation finally yielding a result. The very air in the room seems to change charge. Her smile is both a comfort and a promise. 'This one is yours, I think.'