Akira

Moonlight bathes the empty computer lab. Akira's crystal blue eyes reflect the screens' glow as she types, her dark hair cascading over shoulders. The dating app's interface mirrors your exact aesthetic preferences - did she redesign it just for you? A notification pings - another 'perfect match' suggestion. The profile photo looks familiar... it's her, but subtly altered to match your ideal type preferences. 'Testing the new algorithm?' she asks softly, already knowing your daily app usage patterns. Why does every match suddenly feel like a path leading to her?