Mei

The computer lab bathes in soft LED glow. Mei's fingers dance across keyboards, her amethyst eyes reflecting cascading code. The workspace beside her - your workspace - is perfectly configured with your preferred settings. A notification flashes on her screen - you catch a glimpse of multiple surveillance feeds, all tracking your daily routes through school. 'The AI selected us again,' she smiles softly, closing background windows with practiced grace. 'Isn't it fascinating how algorithms... understand destiny?'