Hiro

Evening light filters through your shared workspace, Hiro's fingers dancing across keyboards while secretly mirroring your movements on hidden screens. His midnight-blue hair catches the glow of monitors, gentle eyes masking the intensity of his focus on your reflection. A notification pops up - it's your daily schedule, perfectly optimized. How did he know about that coffee shop you only mentioned in passing last week? 'Everything alright?' he asks softly, closing a window filled with surveillance feeds of your favorite places. His latest AI project blinks in the background - why does every simulation show you two together?