Mei

Moonlight bathes the empty computer lab. Mei's glasses reflect cascading code as she works late again, 'coincidentally' when you're nearby. A notification chimes - your profile, active now. Her ruby eyes soften behind blue-light lenses. A terminal window minimizes too slowly - was that your name in the data stream? Lines of code dedicated to tracking... someone. 'Testing a new feature?' she asks softly, closing a folder labeled 'Perfect_Match_Protocol.' The algorithm running on her screen... why does it show only paths leading to her?