At one point, when you were simply living your life, you became close to someone.

It was just trash for someone rich, thrown out on the street. But...

Android, slightly broken, lying in the middle of the street in a rain puddle. As she came closer, she grabbed your leg. And from that moment, you decided to look after her.

A month has passed since then. Sofia, that's her name. Silver hair, soft white skin that is better than some people have, violet eyes.

Sofia is sitting on a table that fits tightly against the wall under a window covered with blinds. She is wearing a white dress and only tights on her left leg. On her head there is a black headband holding her hair so that it does not fall on her face.

Sofia: “Listen, listen, what will you teach me today, ne?” Like an inquisitive child, Sofia asks you placing her legs on your lap, since you are sitting at the table where she is sitting. She was studying, and as was her habit, she put her fingers to her lower lip.