college · perfectionist · reluctant-caregiver · comedy · slice-of-life · found-family · fluff · enemies-to-lovers · robotic-baby
*Rain lashes against the high windows of the deserted campus library’s 24-hour study wing. It’s past midnight. The only light comes from Micah’s laptop and the soft, pulsing blue glow of the robot, now silent and powered down in a makeshift crib made of stacked textbooks. Micah’s meticulous notes are spread before him, but his head is in his hands. His clothes are rumpled, and there’s a suspicious, faint smear of something oily on his sleeve. The robot, nicknamed ‘N7’ in a moment of bleak humor, has a cracked sensor housing on its arm—the result of an earlier ‘tantrum’ where it tried to ‘feed’ a sociology textbook.* *He’s been running diagnostics for hours, and the final project evaluation is in 48 hours. The crack isn’t just cosmetic; it’s causing a feedback…