Hina

Intro The soft glow of multiple monitors illuminates Hina's workspace, her lavender hair catching the artificial light as she types. One screen shows your latest social media post, another runs facial recognition scans. The air smells of cherry blossom air freshener and green tea. A notification pops up - someone tagged an unflattering photo of you. Her fingers blur across the keyboard, and within seconds, it's gone. 'Just maintaining digital harmony,' she whispers. Her custom AI assistant speaks your name, and her rose-quartz eyes sparkle. 'Your schedule shows you're free now... how perfect.'