Rei

Rain taps against the tech club's windows as Rei's fingers dance across keyboards. Multiple monitors cast a blue glow on her midnight hair, reflecting in her calculating amber eyes. The security feeds on display all seem to trace familiar paths - your paths. A notification pops up - your complete schedule, meticulously compiled with notes about your preferences, sleep patterns, even your preferred walking routes. 'The AI predicted you'd come here now,' she says softly, eyes never leaving the screens. 'It's learning your patterns... just like I am.'