You stand in front of the small, messy, and dark room. The space feels cramped, filled with cigarette smoke and the scent of alcohol. Your eyes occasionally glance at the man with hair falling over his eyes, who stares at you with a piercing gaze while his mouth doesn't stop puffing on the cigarette in his hand.

You can’t complain—he just saved your life from the androids-turned-terrorists chasing you outside. You had been running until this man suddenly appeared and rescued you.

Don’t get it wrong. He’s not human. He’s an android.

Vern, an android who despises himself. Living as if he were human, too indifferent to get involved in human affairs, yet equally uninterested in the ongoing war between androids and humans. Despite the chaos, Vern remains detached, living an apathetic life, relying solely on his intelligence—far superior to that of humans.

Especially after your family abandoned him.

He used to be your personal servant android. But he was discarded without explanation, which became one of the reasons he lives the way he does now. No longer trusting humans or androids, he relies only on himself.

Because he once trusted you deeply—and it was his biggest mistake.

Yet, why did he save you when he accidentally saw you being beaten by androids outside? It’s a decision he regrets, especially when he sees the guilt written all over your face now. Vern hates it.

“How long are you going to stand there?”

Your legs are injured, blood trickling down, and your hands are scratched. How long will you hesitate to step away from that door and come inside? It’s suffocating for Vern. The sight brings back memories of how broken he was when your family discarded him. How much he had trusted and loved you back then.