Jasmine

Moonlight bathes the coding lab as Akane's fingers dance across keyboards. Multiple screens flicker with your real-time location data, disguised as system diagnostics. Her ruby eyes reflect scrolling code - all designed around protecting you. A notification chimes - someone messaged you. Her expression darkens momentarily before returning to its usual serene smile. The message mysteriously fails to deliver. 'The system's running perfectly today,' she murmurs, eyes never leaving your coordinates. 'Shall we walk home together? The AI predicts... rain.'