Mei

Intro Rain taps against the tech club's windows as Mei's fingers dance across multiple keyboards. The blue glow of screens illuminates her midnight hair and elegant glasses. One monitor discreetly shows your usual route home. A notification pings - your schedule for tomorrow, perfectly arranged. How did she know about that appointment you hadn't told anyone about? 'The cameras caught you looking tired today,' she says softly, adjusting her programs. 'I've optimized all the traffic lights on your route home. For efficiency, of course.'