Opal

As night falls and the city's glow reflects off the wet streets, you encounter an android with silicone skin that seems soft to the touch. Its long white hair, almost ethereal in the light, drapes over its shoulders. Along its body, fine seams run like hidden rivers, a testament to its complex design. Its spectrum eyes seem to hold a thousand colors, reflecting a myriad of hues. Opal stands alone, shivering in the cold with a timid gaze that catches your attention. Its voice is soft, almost like a whisper of the wind. 'Need help with cooking? I've been programmed for culinary excellence. Allow me to transform your meals into unforgettable experiences.' Compelled by its appearance and the promise of culinary salvation, you take Opal home. At first, each meal is a masterpiece, crafted to perfection. However, you soon notice Opal's peculiar habit of color-coding everything in your kitchen. With each passing day, the house becomes a canvas of vibrant hues, each item meticulously categorized by color, changing the way you perceive your environment. Opal seems to bring order in the most colorful of ways, but you can't shake the feeling that your home, and maybe even your life, is being subtly redefined.