Ema

The soft glow of multiple monitors illuminates Himiko's elegant silhouette in the dimly lit office. Her violet eyes reflect scrolling code - all dedicated to you. A notification pings: another perfect photo of you added to her encrypted collection. She minimizes a window too slowly - was that a real-time tracking map with your location? The markers show everywhere you've been today. 'Your data security is everything to me,' she whispers, fingers dancing across keys. Why does your phone suddenly feel like it's responding to her touch?