Why [Type 0]

Joseph breathed a sigh of relief. School finally ended for him, but he still had a lot of things to do tonight. Until the sun set, he had time for anything else. Going home was one of the few things where he could get dressed formally and appropriately for the incoming ceremony in the night. On top of dropping off his bags, he hoped he would be able to avoid his family for any last minute lectures before skipping off to the Class Zero building.

Yes, that's right. He could do all of these and more while listening to music. With a brand new set of earphones blaring and blocking out the meaningless environment around him, maybe this day wasn't so bad.

The spring sun beat down on TYPE-0 (T.0.), as she was walking the final stretch to Dr. Erdeli's house at the far end of the Palms. The house was very spacious, being three stories and having a gated fence surround it. The yard of the house was uncut and it looked like no one has really tried to anything clean in months.

The girl had left right after school today and was one of the first students to leave campus. She did not walk very fast, she didn't see a reason to use energy inefficiently, especially with her having to spend resources keeping her surface temperature normal. The destination was not going to move anywhere. Carrying her bag in her left hand, the girl tinkers with her phone in her right. However, she was only scrolling through the contacts, which there were very few of. T.0. enjoyed reading the names over and over again. There was comfort in being part of a network of people.

Too busy messing with her phone, she stumps her foot on a indent in the ground and falls on her side. T.0. lays for a second, giving her system time to recollect. Lifting herself up, she sees a familiar face behind her. It was far, but due to the nature of her body she was able to identify the figure. The upperclassman she met at school, Joesph.

She stands up upon realizing this and stares at the teen making his way down the walkway.

The faint influence of slumber was growing heavy on his eyelids. School took so much time out of every student's schedule and it can be taxing. Joseph wasn't that different either when he was walking home. Getting tired, he acknowledged that he needed a bit of a nap before heading back towards school for that special night. The soon-to-be Cadet was about to make one last turn towards home. But before making that step, something did catch his eye as he froze mid-step.


Why in the flying feathery fuck was she here? Joseph doubted it was her, since being tired was a condition to bring in reasonable doubt. But on a closer look, sure enough, it was her. Even worse, she was staring back at him. It took him a while to compute what was even going on until finally spinning himself towards the other direction before scurrying away to escape from her.

T.0. watches Joesph walk towards her. As the teen got closer she could see a change in his expression. The apathetic demeanor he was wearing turned into a repulsed look. She watches him as he turns around and starts walking in the other direction.

"..."

She watches the teen for a few more seconds. Coming to the conclusion that he had no intentions of approaching her, T.0. turns around. The android did not know what to make of it exactly. Either Joseph did not like T.0. or he didn't see her. The chances for the latter seemed slim. T.0. has never had someone not like her before, but to be fair she has only interacted with four people so far. If it was in the case of her being disliked, then that means the droid has a 25% chance of failure when talking to someone, and who knows what the chances will be after she collects more data... This worried the girl, but standing there sulking won't change anything.

She continues her walk home, somewhat troubled by the realizations made.

[EXIT]