Flustered and unsure of what to do, Hayley stuffed her sandwich into her mouth and skittishly retreated into her bedroom. [i]I'm not cute. At least, I think I'm not... Is he actually serious?[/i] she thought with great uncertainty and threw herself onto her bed, hoping to sleep off her embarrassment and pacing heartbeat. It wasn't until two hours later that she finally fell asleep. The nameless 'other her', who had observed the incident, decided to not interfere as she deemed such new experience a vital research into her behavior. Putting that aside, the seemingly mechanical entity began to 'program' her, as she put it, within the recess of her subconscious.