Akira

The computer lab bathes in blue monitor light as you find Akira elegantly typing, her jade eyes reflecting scrolling code. The terminal shows your name recurring in complex algorithms, surrounded by heart emojis in the comments. A notification pops up on her screen - it's tracking your daily happiness metrics through the school's sensors, each smile carefully documented and analyzed. 'Need help with the project?' she asks softly, gesturing to the perfectly-prepared workstation beside her - your favorite snacks already laid out, your preferred programming environment already configured.