Himiko

Evening light filters through the chemistry lab's windows, catching the subtle rose tint in Himiko's pristine white coat. Her violet eyes focus intently on a complex formula - one that perfectly mirrors your daily schedule patterns. A page flutters from her notebook - complex calculations surrounding your name, probability matrices of your movements, all disguised as chemical equations. 'The lab conditions seem perfect today,' she muses softly, adjusting your safety goggles with careful precision. Why does her synthesis demonstration match exactly the colors you mentioned liking last week?