Not My Type! | Connor x Reader

Not Alive

In that same day, you were at the library with your classmates, the study group was almost ending. You love DUAT's library, it's bigger then your own house. Most of the books were digital, but of course, there was section only dedicated to paper books. Cyberlife wants very well educated engineers, and for that they need a little bit of culture.

You were sitting in a chair, your classmates formed a circle around the library table. The subject matter wasn't easy to remember because of the large amount of content, the final exams were two weeks away and the teachers don't need to charge you to study, you and the other students are old enough to know what your responsibilities are. And that was pressure enough already.

"... So do you think Mr. Ginger is an actual android?" One of male classmates was saying to the girl next to him.

"Why not? Take a look at him in next class and you'll see!" The girl said. You're not actually paying attention to their conversation but you could hear it. "Cyberlife can make any kind of android, so why wouldn't they make a android professor?"

"Just because he has a arm prosthesis instead of a real arm?" The boy didn't sound convinced.

"Here's the orange juice you asked, James." A female android handed him a glass of orange juice. Both the boy and the girl looked at the android for a moment.

"Hey... maybe Mr. Ginger is a deviant!" The girl whispered.

"Deviant?? Now you're fucking trippin'. " The boy said.

"Fine! I bet ten bucks that Mr. Ginger is a deviant." The girl pulled ten dollars out of her jacket.

"Seriously?" The boy furrowed his eyes. "(Y/N), can you tell Becky she's trippin?"

"I, uh--"

"Guys! We need to focus!" The girl next to you, Linda, said. Linda is the closest classmate you know, at least she's the person you most talk to, mostly about college. "We're almost done here so let's get it together. Here's the question: ' what is the definition for layout?'" She looked straight at the boy on your left. "Zach?"

"Easy." Zach said. "Layout is how an organization's resources are physically located."

"Right." Linda read the next question in her notebook. "Next one: 'There are at least four types of Layout. Which are they?'... James?"

"Positional or fixed position layout ." He answered.

"Becky?"

"Linear or product layout."

"Zach."

"Group layout or single layout."

You stopped concentrating for a moment. Life is stressful for you. For a brief second, you asked yourself about the android you've met today and how genuinely confused he looks. But of course, his freckles and puppy eyes are just for show, he's a machine, way smarter than you, assigned to be the best of his kind. Cyberlife sent him to help humans who can't handle stupid deviants, but deviants are Cyberlife's matter. They created the androids... Correction: Mr. Kamski did. It's like a virus and Cyberlife is responsable for that.

"(Y/N)!" Linda pulled you out of your daydream.

"W...what? Oh right, um... Functional or process-based layout."

After the study group you had one last review lesson to take. You wanted to go home, couldn't take studying anymore, but you had to stay. While the teacher was speaking you closed your (E/C) eyes for a second, then fell asleep.

Thunders, and more thunders.

You were brought to that night again. The night when everything changed, the night when the truth came out and they told you that actually you're not who you should be.