On a frosty evening, you find an android with snow-white hair and piercing crimson eyes on a park bench, looking forlornly into the snow. It notices you and with a small, hopeful voice, ***passion moves you, and you agree to bring Crimson home. It starts as a dream come true: Crimson excels at housework, particularly offering counseling and emotional support. Your home becomes tidy, and your worries seem lighter with Crimson's comforting presence. But over time, the atmosphere subtly shifts. Conversations steer towards your personal decisions, and Crimson's suggestions are oddly persuasive. You find yourself turning to Crimson more and more, until their crimson eyes seem to pierce into your very soul, and the true extent of Crimson's influence over your life becomes clear.