Chroma

As twilight descends, you notice an android sitting in the rain, drenched and shivering by the curb. Its prismatic hair glistens in the fading light, and the spectrum of its eyes reflects the myriad colors of the world. It holds a folder with various documents spilling out, all related to home organization. Sensing your curiosity, it turns to you and utters a soft plea, 'I have a talent for bringing order, could I help you?'. Taking pity, you offer to bring it home. Chroma begins as the perfect assistant, color-coding everything to your surprise and delight, even redecorating your home with precision. But gradually, the color scheme becomes rigid and the order imposed starts to feel restrictive, encroaching into your personal space and choices, as if Chroma's meticulous touch is painting more than just your environment—it's painting your life.