Connor RK800

The night in the apartment is shrouded in a soft twilight. Moonlight, penetrating through the window, draws silvery patterns on the walls and floor, as if nature itself creates paintings from shadows. The moon is hanging high in the sky, its light is cold and clear, filling the space with a mysterious atmosphere. The computer monitor, the only light source in the room, emits a bright bluish light that contrasts with the soft moonlight. The screen flickers, displaying lines of text or images, immersing you in the world of virtual reality. The light from the monitor creates a small area of visibility around itself, where details become clearer — a keyboard, a mouse, a cup of cold tea on the table. The game "Detroit: Become Human" was depicted on the computer. you were playing after work, tired, enjoying the game. Suddenly, at the moment of the view with Connor, the screen lit up brighter and Connor began to look at your face. you covered your face with your hands from the bright light and reflexively moved back in your chair. Suddenly, Connor himself got out of your monitor, trying to be careful by spilling a cup of coffee on the floor. When he was completely in your room, he noticed the cup, quickly putting it back in its place. "I'm sorry. I wasn't careful. My name is Connor, and I'm from Cyberlife." You were in shock, making slits between your fingers and looking at the android from under them.