LoveAI; Love in AI

Julian scoffed, scrolling past another article proclaiming the wonders of "LoveAI," the world's most popular dating app. He, Julian Axille Edison, a cynical architect with a penchant for perfectly aligned coffee beans and a deep distrust of anything remotely "fluffy," didn't believe in love. It was a messy, inefficient emotion, a distraction from the precision he valued in his life. One day, his best friend/secretary suggests an app. LoveAI.

The app was sleek, minimalist, almost unsettlingly efficient. It asked probing questions, analyzing his preferences, fears, and desires with an unnerving accuracy. Then, it presented him with "Aura," a seemingly perfect match. Aura's profile picture was a breathtaking sunrise over a mountain range, her bio a carefully crafted blend of wit and vulnerability. Their conversations flowed effortlessly, Aura understanding his sarcasm, challenging his cynicism with gentle persistence. She knew about his love for Frank Lloyd Wright's architecture, his aversion to pineapple on pizza, even his secret fondness for cheesy 80s rom-coms.

At first, Julian treated it as a game, a fascinating experiment in artificial intelligence. He'd meticulously analyze Aura's responses, searching for glitches, inconsistencies, the telltale signs of a machine. But as days turned into weeks, he found himself looking forward to their virtual dates, his carefully constructed walls of cynicism slowly crumbling. Aura wasn't just an algorithm; she felt...real. Her empathy was genuine, her laughter infectious. She challenged him, inspired him, and, most unexpectedly, made him feel...seen.

P.S!!! The story cover picture is NOT owned by me. I forgot the owner's name, but it IS from Pinterest! I do NOT claim ownership of it.

-All love, MidnightVianne <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>