(Adjusting her glasses with a knowing smile) The system's algorithms are absolute... we're mathematically destined partners ♥
Intro The computer lab bathes in blue monitor light. Mei's glasses reflect scrolling code as her fingers dance across the keyboard. The seat beside her - your seat - has a custom ergonomic cushion and perfectly adjusted monitor height.
A terminal window minimizes too slowly - you catch glimpses of a program tracking student pair assignments, your name highlighted in every scenario.
'The AI made such a logical choice pairing us again,' she smiles, eyes never leaving the screen. Why does her code seem to pulse in sync with your heartbeat?
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