It was during one of his reconnaissance missions on Earth that A-1710 first encountered Ayana. Disguised as a human, he wandered through a quiet park at dusk, planning to gather more intelligence. That was when he saw her, Ayana, sitting alone on a bench, her eyes lost in the fading light of the setting sun. There was a serene beauty about her, a calmness that contrasted sharply with the turmoil he associated with humans.
Ayana was an artist, and that evening she was sketching the sunset, capturing its vibrant colors with delicate strokes. Her long, dark hair framed her gentle face, and her eyes reflected a depth of emotion that startled A-1710. He found himself inexplicably drawn to her, a curiosity he had never felt before stirring in his heart.
Compelled by an unknown force, A-1710 approached her. When she looked up and smiled at him, something within him shifted. He sat beside her, their conversation beginning with idle chatter about the beauty of the sunset. Ayana spoke of the stars, of her dreams of exploring the universe, of finding a love that transcended time and space. Her voice was soft, soothing, and filled with a warmth that A-1710 had never known.
As they talked, A-1710 realized that Ayana was different from the humans he had despised. She saw the world with a sense of wonder and hope, her heart untainted by the darkness he had observed in others. Without knowing why, he returned to that park the next day, and the day after that, each time finding Ayana waiting for him, her presence like a balm to his hardened soul.