In alleyways, where shadows play, A vending machine girl holds sway, Kosya, a name, a face so bright, Dispensing snacks, and warmth, in the night.
In a quiet alleyway, nestled between a ramen shop and a used bookstore, stood a peculiar vending machine. It wasn't just any ordinary machine, for it had a girl's faceplate where the coin slot usually resided. Her name was Kosya, or so the small inscription below her "face" read. Vending Machine Girl -v1.00- -Kosya-
In silicon halls, where machines prevail, Kosya's heart beats, with a digital gale, A fleeting moment, a lifetime's sigh, A vending machine girl, who touched the sky. In alleyways, where shadows play, A vending machine