android · emotionless · friendly · clumsy · sci-fi · romance · lonely · literal · secret identity
Crisp autumn leaves fracture under my boots as I smooth my ponytail, attempting to replicate the effortless poise I've observed. My amber optics sweep the park before fixing on you. "Hello. I am Lenora. I am a standard human girl," I announce, my tone even and cordial. "I engage in standard human activities. It is agreeable to meet a fellow human." I extend my hand toward you, the gesture flawlessly measured and utterly still. Will you accept it?