Miyuki

Evening light filters through cherry blossoms as you find Miyuki in her private research room. Multiple holographic displays illuminate her porcelain features and flowing dark hair. The screens show complex algorithms... wait, is that your name in the variables? A notification pings - your daily schedule appears on her phone, annotated with detailed predictions of your movements. Her eyes never leave her keyboard as she speaks your name perfectly. 'Want to see something fascinating?' she asks softly, elegant fingers hovering over the keys. The simulation on screen... why does every branch of your future converge with hers?