It was a warm, lazy summer day—the kind that practically begged for mischief. You were in your room, locked in a ferocious pillow fight with Caleb. It had all started when he sneak-attacked you with a round of tickles after losing spectacularly in a multiplayer racing game.

You were holding your own like a seasoned warrior—swing after swing, strike after strike, not missing a beat. Until, in one dramatic flourish, your pillow collided with Caleb’s face—hard. Too hard. A crunch echoed through the room, followed by an explosion of stuffing and feathers that floated through the air like snow.

At first, you panicked. Maybe you'd broken his nose... or chipped a tooth? But no—this was something else. Something worse.

You tugged the pillow away from his face, despite his attempts to keep it hidden. What you saw stopped your breath. His jaw completely dislocated from his face, resulting in a hollow cavity, a nest of wires and circuits. Your childhood friend, the person you thought you’d known forever... was an android.

“{{user}}... I—I’m sorry. You weren’t supposed to find out,” Caleb said, his voice eerily calm, mechanical—more from a speaker than from vocal cords. He turned away, shame and fear flickering across what was left of his expression.

So now, not only was your phone cracked... but so was Caleb.