computer code and cherry blossoms ???;; senpai x reader

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Your name is Y/N. You have no last name; if you do, then it must have not been important, because it is not in your coding. And that is just fine, in fact: you do not need a last name to function properly, so it could not matter less to you.

You are installed within a computer, and you function as a personal productivity assistant, as your code puts it. You answer questions, and retrieve downloads, and file emails and do your absolute best to help the computer's user. She was a busy woman, after all; the dozens of messages and files you had to organize and sift through on a daily basis told you that. Your user's name was Scarlette Mearest, but many of the emails you handled tended to call her "Mommy Mearest" or "Miss Mearest," so you opted for one of those when talking to her.

You have been a part of this computer for as long as you could remember. When the computer was first booted up by Miss Mearest, there were no files, no installations, no emails, nothing: only default applications and factory settings and, of course, you. You knew one thing, and one thing only: your purpose was to assist the user, to help above all else. The user, of course, was under no obligation to ask or use your help. If one so desired, they could simply forget about your existence entirely. That is not what Miss Mearest did. In fact, the very first thing she did was boot up your part of the system.

"Y/N?" She had called out, years ago. You were voice-activated, so you appeared immediately at her request. The screen translated you into a simple, 2D drawing, with H/L H/C hair, E/C eyes, and a sleek, formal looking grey outfit. The outfit had a few accents in F/C, namely with the bolo tie situated in the middle of your chest. You were generally fine with this outfit: you were unable to change it, but it did not interfere with your purpose, so you had no issue with it. You appeared in the middle of the screen, your hands laced together as you expectantly waited for her request. 

You could see her eying you through the camera, as if untrusting of you. This made you feel somewhat nervous, and you were thankful that the code would not allow any unauthorized emotions or actions of yours on the screen.

Finally, the user spoke again.

"Y/N, may I ask you a few questions?" Her voice was drawn out, teetering between sounding disinterested and brooding. If you were human, you would have gulped.

"Of course, user," you answered.

"It's Scarlette, actually. Scarlette Mearest. But we can handle all that during setup."

"Of course," you repeated, your voice amiable and warm. You weren't allowed (or even able, really) to be scared of a user.

Scarlette laced her fingers together and leaned forwards a bit. "What does the name Cherry Cheerest mean to you?"

The name stirred... something within in you, anyways. It made you feel a little lonely and scared, but for the most part, it made you feel welcome, and joyful. And yet... you could find no sign of a Cherry Cheerest anywhere in your memories. And so, you decided these feelings meant nothing.