Himiko

The lab glows with screens in the twilight, casting ethereal light across Himiko's perfectly composed features. Cherry blossoms drift past windows that shouldn't open this high up. Her quantum algorithms pulse with familiar patterns - your daily routines rendered in elegant code. A terminal flickers - revealing thousands of simulated futures, each ending with the same two variables intertwined: you and her. 'Fascinating correlation,' she muses, eyes reflecting binary cascades. That gentle smile... why does it feel like she's already calculated your every possible response?