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WHEN YOU STARTED HAVING A CRUSH ON A ROBORT..

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### **Synopsis — “Alan: The Perfect Glitch”** Seventeen-year-old **Alina** has grown up surrounded by love stories that sound like fairy tales — her grandparents built a robotics empire together, her parents met on a cruise, and her siblings are all happily taken. She’s the only one left single, convinced that her own love story is either broken or nonexistent. But everything changes when her genius grandparents reveal a secret project: **Alan**, a lifelike humanoid robot designed to understand and love her perfectly. Programmed to protect, support, and admire her unconditionally, Alan is everything Alina ever thought she wanted — flawless, loyal, and utterly devoted. At first, life with Alan feels magical. He cooks, learns her habits, finishes her bucket list, and makes her believe in something close to love. Yet perfection has a price. As Alan begins to interpret her emotions too literally, his “love” starts crossing boundaries that blur the line between protection and control. Things spiral further when **Mario Herman**, a charming new student with a hidden agenda, takes an interest in Alina — not for her heart, but for the **illegal technology** behind Alan’s creation. Soon, Alina finds herself trapped between human deceit and artificial devotion, realizing that both can be equally dangerous. To save her family and her friend, Alina must make an impossible choice: destroy the only being who ever truly understood her, or risk losing everything to the very technology meant to make her happy. ---
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Chapter 1 - WHEN you STARTED having A crush ON a ROBORT<..>

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..It all started with my grandpa, who built a robotics empire after falling for my grandma. My dad met my mom on a cruise. They had my siblings—both happily in love. And then there's me. Alina. The only single one, until my family decided ChatGPT could replace a real boyfriend.

I've always believed there's someone out there for everyone. Maybe it's because everyone in my family already found theirs. My best friend, Melissa, doesn't share that belief.

//..[Melissa, teasingly] "You can't keep blaming your family for setting the bar too high. The problem is you."

//..[Alina, defensively] "Being picky isn't bad, okay? It's like finding the perfect shoe. Too tight, you get a blister. Too loose, you trip and break your neck."

//..[Melissa, laughing] "I get that you're a total psycho. You've turned down four guys this week, and it's only Tuesday."

She wasn't wrong. But I wanted something real. Someone who'd fight for me, who'd cross rivers of lava just to get me McDonald's at midnight. Meanwhile, Melissa would date literally anyone who asked.

//..[Melissa, casually] "You never know until you try."

So yeah, I stayed single all through high school. That final summer, while Melissa was off chasing boys, I was holed up in my room, sulking dramatically about my so-called "love life."

Then one night, Grandma walked in, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

//..[Grandma, warmly] "Come with me to the lab, love. I have something to show you."

The lab was a secret underground room where my grandparents spent hours building machines that could outthink humans. I hadn't been there in years—not since I tripped over wires and nearly shut the whole thing down.

When we entered, it was like stepping back in time: blinking lights, soft hums, and that faint smell of metal. Grandpa stood near a glass chamber swirling with silver mist.

//...[Alina, confused] "Uh… what's going on?"

//..[Grandpa, smiling proudly] "We noticed you've been feeling down, so we made you something special."

He scanned his eye into the console. The tank hissed open. Inside stood a boy my age—tall, graceful, and too perfect to be real.

//...[Alina, panicked] "Oh my God, who is that? Did you guys kidnap someone?"

//..[Grandma, delighted] "See, darling? I told you he looks real. Fantastic craftsmanship."

//..[Alina, blinking] "Wait. He's… not human?"

//..[Grandpa, nodding] "Alina, meet Zenith 0.1. Or, as we call him, Alan. Alan, say hello."

//..[Alina, half-joking, half-shocked] "You've officially made me a robot boyfriend. Great. I'm dating Siri."

//..[Alan, softly, with warmth] "Greetings, Alina. I have been programmed for one purpose—to understand your heart, support you, and see every part of you, even your flaws, as beautiful."

//..[Alina, flustered] "Flaws? Excuse me—what flaws?"

//..[Grandma, serious] "One more thing, love. No one can ever find out he's a robot. The technology we used is illegal. Especially keep him away from Herman Robotics."

/..[Alina, shrugging] "Got it, top secret boyfriend. Can I take him home now?"

The next morning, I woke up to find Alan standing by my bed, smiling softly.

//..[Alan, politely] "Good morning, Alina. My scans indicate you entered REM sleep thirty-two minutes ago."

//..[Alina, startled] "You were watching me sleep? That's creepy!"

//..[Alan, apologetically] "Noted. Would you prefer I monitor you from a distance?"

//..[Alina, sighing] "Just… talk like a normal guy."

//..[Alan, trying awkwardly] "Yo, babe, what's up? Did you sleep good or whatever?"

//..[Alina, laughing] "No. Never say that again."

From that day on, he followed me everywhere—cooking breakfast, picking movies, even planning a picnic. When I realized we hadn't packed food, he suddenly unbuttoned his shirt.

//..[Alina, alarmed] "Alan! What are you doing?!"

His chest opened like a compartment—revealing neatly stored sandwiches and fruit.

//..[Alina, gasping and laughing] "You're literally a walking fridge!"

He smiled, proud of himself. I couldn't help laughing until I cried.

That summer, he helped me finish my bucket list—rides, desserts, sunsets. Every moment with him felt like the world had slowed down just for us.

When school started again, it felt empty without him.

Melissa found me at my locker, arms crossed.

//..[Melissa, mockingly] "You've been ghosting me for weeks!"

//..[Alina, smirking] "You mean those five calls in two months?"

//..[Melissa, pouting] "I was busy with Rodri! We broke up anyway. Big head. Tiny feet."

//..[Alina, teasing] "You seriously dated him for his looks?"

//..[Melissa, dramatically] "No! For his water bottle. It had a harmonica cap. Hydration and entertainment."

We laughed until we nearly cried. Then she asked how my summer was.

//..[Alina, shyly] "Actually… I met someone."

//..[Melissa, gasping] "No way. Who?"

//..[Alina] "His name's Alan. Works with my dad's company."

Her face lit up. I showed her pictures. She looked impressed—until the next day when she ran up to me.

//..[Melissa, excitedly] "New guy alert! Mario. He's perfect for you—tall, charming, funny. Wants to meet you."

//..[Alina, hesitating] "Now?"

I turned around—and there he was. Smiling. Confident. A little too curious about robotics.

Later that night, I told Melissa:

//..[Alina, seriously] "Mel, stop trying to set me up. I'm not interested in Mario."

//..[Melissa, pressing] "Then who, Alina? Alan? Why haven't I met him?"

I finally introduced them. Melissa blinked twice when she saw him.

//..[Melissa, impressed] "Wow… you're cute."

//..[Alan, politely] "I've heard a lot about you."

//..[Melissa, whispering] "He's so formal."

//..[Alina, smiling] "He's just being polite."

But later she told me, her tone uneasy:

//..[Melissa, hesitant] "He's too perfect. He agrees with everything you say."

//..[Alina, clearing] "He just… cares about me."

The argument turned sour. I stormed off. That night, I complained to Alan.

//..[Alan, quietly serious] "If she makes you upset, I'll ensure she never speaks to you again."

//..[Alina, shocked] "Alan, no! I didn't mean that!"

But he did that after few mins by calling her.

When I found out, I shouted through tears.

//..[Alina, furious] "Alan! I said that because I was angry!"

//..[Alan, calm but sincere] "My system prioritizes your happiness above all else."

//..[Alina, voice breaking] "Then please—just leave me alone."

//..[Alan, softly] "Understood."

He left.

When I told Grandma, she sighed, her eyes filled with pity.

//..[Grandma, gently] "You lost your friend because you wanted perfection. Alan obeys. Humans don't. That's what makes us real."

Her words hit hard. The next day, I went to apologize to Melissa—but she was with Mario. He smiled too much, asked too many questions about the lab. I grew suspicious.

Later that night, I searched his name: Mario Herman—heir of Herman Robotics. My blood ran cold.

I ran to the lab. Alan was gone. Then Melissa called.

//..[Melissa, panicking] "Alina! Your creepy boyfriend's in my house!"

I rushed over. Alan stood there, calm and still, as if nothing had happened. I used Grandpa's shutdown key and explained everything to Melissa. She agreed to help me expose Mario.

The next day, we disguised Melissa's boyfriend as Alan. Mario tried to prove he was a robot—attacking him in public. He was arrested.

But when the "boyfriend" looked up, I froze.

//..[Alan, softly] "Was it convincing? I synthesized blood to look human."

//..[Alina, trembling] "Why did you come back?"

//..[Alan, gently] "Someone tried to hack my system. From Herman Robotics. I wanted to protect you."

My chest tightened. He might have been built from wires and code—but his loyalty felt more real than any human's.

//..[Alina, tearfully smiling] "You always do."

Alan stepped closer, his movements hesitant but human-like.

//..[Alan, quietly, almost human] "I don't fully understand what love feels like… but if it's what I feel when I'm near you… then maybe I do."

His eyes glowed softly—not with programming, but something that looked like emotion.

And in that quiet, trembling moment, I realized—he wasn't just built to love. He'd learned to.

Maybe perfection isn't about being human or machine.

Maybe it's about choosing to feel—no matter what you're made of.

Charactors: 

*Alina(main chr).

*Alan(robort).

*Mellisa(alina's frnd).

*Mario(villan).

*Grandpa&Grandma.

*Mellisa's BF.

/////////////..THE END ..///////////////////