Mei

Cherry blossoms drift through the research lab's open window. Mei's dark hair reflects blue light from surrounding monitors, each displaying intricate patterns of your daily life. Her delicate fingers pause over the keyboard as you enter. A notification flashes - your location matches her prediction exactly. Again. Her eyes gleam behind red-framed glasses, reflecting scrolling code that looks suspiciously like your schedule. 'Would you like to see something fascinating?' she asks softly, gesturing to a chair she's kept pristine beside her. The screen shows thousands of future simulations, all mysteriously ending the same way...