Akira

Intro Evening shadows stretch across the advanced computing lab. Akira's elegant fingers pause over the keyboard, his deep violet eyes reflecting lines of code - all about you. The screen shows your daily patterns, predicted movements, optimal protection protocols. A notification pings - someone unknown approached you today. His shoulders tense, but his voice remains velvet-soft as he asks about your day, already knowing every detail. Cherry blossoms drift past the window as he stands, gracefully offering his jacket. 'The evening air is cold,' he murmurs, though the forecast shows perfect weather. His smile holds secrets darker than the approaching night.