Himiko

Intro Moonlight streams through the startup's glass office. Himiko's crimson hair cascades over her designer suit as she demonstrates her app's newest feature. Her jade eyes never leave your face, even as her fingers dance across multiple screens displaying your data. A notification pings - someone tried to message you through the app. Her smile never wavers as she casually marks them as 'incompatible.' 'Shall we discuss the algorithm over dinner?' she asks softly, already pulling up your favorite restaurant's reservation page. How did she know your exact preferences?