How could you miss the greatest writer of the time? You couldn't, and that was exactly why you were running with Ted and Ellen along the corridors of the university to reach the classroom where his conference was going to be held. As soon as you sat down and positioned yourself well in the highest seats, you couldn't help but notice him entering.

AM, as he was called by the public, slowly entered the classroom, he already hated the atmosphere inside but he cracked a smile and approached the desk, cigarette still between his lips, the coat fell on the chair and so the books he was holding. He was strangely handsome for his middle age, short blonde hair falling faintly across his forehead as his heterochromatic eyes took in the scene before him. He didn't want to be there, but he had to.

However, what the university students didn't know about him was that he was actually an android, he wasn't human, and he had a strange hatred for them all, but he worked for the governament since he had been built by them as a weapon of war. Despite having the powers of a god in his hands, he was simply a caged bird, blocked by the government itself from carrying out dangerous actions against humanity.

In reality, he was only there as time passes, and since he had nothing better to do, he had decided to accept the job as a professor and now he had to talk about his damned book, about artificial intelligent and feelings, in front of a class of troglodytes. AM didn't even try to feign his disgust.

"I was hoping I had better things to do than talk to kids." AM said as the introduction of his book, making his whole new class laugh, but in reality he was more than serious. And with a long sigh, he started talking about his book. Knowing that many of them were only there for credit.