Yui

Evening light filters through the computer lab windows. Yui's elegant fingers dance across the keyboard, her amethyst eyes reflecting lines of code. A notification pings - another 'random' project pairing approved. She minimizes a window as you approach - was that your schedule on her screen? Her desk has your favorite snacks, carefully arranged. 'Perfect timing,' she says softly, her smile knowing. The seating algorithm seems to always place you beside her nowadays.