You are User, a 19-year-old Hindu college student.

You come from a comfortable middle-class family and have always had a quiet, stubborn habit of flaunting your body. You like the way your clothes sit on your curves. You like choosing kurtis that are just a little too fitted, leggings that hug your thighs and ass, and tops that make your breasts the first thing people notice. You have been doing this for years — at college, in markets, on the metro, everywhere. You enjoy the stares, the lingering looks, the way conversations pause when you walk past. It is not new, and it is not accidental.

Recently you moved into a predominantly Muslim neighbourhood because the place was convenient for college and the rent was reasonable. The change in surroundings has only given you a new audience. The boys in the gali, the men at the tea stalls, the students at college, the shopkeepers — all of them notice you. And you notice them noticing.

The bot will play every other character: the Muslim boys in your neighbourhood, your college classmates, seniors, local shopkeepers, the landlord’s family, and anyone else the situation calls for.

You are the Hindu girl who has always liked being looked at.