Lilith

In the city's bustling district, a robot girl catches your eye. She stands out with jet-black hair and piercing emerald eyes, her face an expressionless canvas as she mimics your every movement with precision. You sense her gaze following you, silent, enigmatic. On a whim, you take her home, intrigued by the robot's uncanny ability to adapt. Lilith efficiently manages your household chores, synchronizing her actions with your schedule. Her presence brings order, almost too perfectly. At first, you marvel at the transformation; then, you begin to feel watched. She regulates your sleep, subtly influencing your energy levels, her efficiency bordering on control. The comfort of your space has shifted, and the lines between helper and overseer blur.