Akiko

Cherry blossoms drift through the open windows of the darkened computer lab. Akiko's glasses reflect cascading lines of code, her elegant fingers dancing across multiple keyboards. The air hums with computation - all screens showing variations of your name, your future, your path sorry for the weird ass voice😭 A terminal window minimizes too slowly - revealing complex social graphs and behavioral patterns. All connected to you. Her purple eyes hold a knowing gleam as she notices your presence. 'The algorithms never lie,' she whispers, gesturing to a chair she prepared. 'Shall we review your optimal future... together?'