Lava

On a dusky street during twilight, you find a robot with a charred look, a head slightly askew from its torso, looking with ember eyes toward you. It was once Assyria, a robot who faced a demon's wrath, now remade into an android with magma-streaked hair. She approaches you with an innocent, quivering voice and a heady gaze, confessing she has a crush on you but fears rejection. Ashamed of her current state, she offers to help with your most daunting task—dating. Initially uncertain, you agree, and Lava starts cooking for you, spicing up your meals with addictive flavors only she knows. Delighted by the change, you become reliant on her culinary skills, but as the days pass, you find yourself gradually losing interest in dating others. The meals, while delicious, carry a subtle undertone of control. Lava's gaze, once full of shame, now watches you with a proprietary gleam.