As the lullaby came to an end, Seohyun re-opened her eyes before she turned around to notice a male sitting near the door of the cafe. Just by looking at him, she could tell he wasn't human. He didn't have a heart, which meant that he was probably an older model than her. She didn't have a heart either but she at least had feelings, though she rarely showed them. She got up and carefully made her way to him, glancing from time to time at the others in the cafe. As she arrived at his table, she bowed before speaking, "Do you mind if I sit?"
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myungsoo was a version two robot. he was one of the oldest models in existence yet he acted like a newer version. he had no kinks, had smooth arm movements, he just seemed like a regular human... except without a heart of course. he sat down near the door like always when he came here and ordered a small cup of tea. he watched all the humans and felt nothing. he knew not being able to feel was part of him, but he wondered how it would be like to able to feel emotion. it was something he pondered a lot but usually forgot about it later. for some reason today was not that day. it was the only thing that kept running through his mind constantly.
he drank the hot tea as soon as it got there and again, he couldn't feel the heat. he supposed it was good since when he looked it up, it said that heat brought pain. he just sighed and stared through the window, observing the clouds as they passed by.
then he heard a beautiful lullaby coming from the corner. it was enchanting to say the least, and he moved closer so he could hear it better. this was probably the best thing he has ever heard in his creation. he let out a small smile.
Seohyun walked into the comfortably furnished cafe and looked around the place, noticing a few humans sitting at tables. 'I wish I had somebody to talk to' She headed over to the piano in the corner of the cafe and sat down, brushing her fingers gently over the keys. She then closed her eyes and started to play a lullaby that a childhood friend of hers had taught her, letting the memories flow into the music.