Himiko

The startup's office glows with midnight monitor light. Himiko's elegant fingers pause over her keyboard, violet eyes reflecting scrolling code. Your profile data fills her private screen, surrounded by complex relationship matrices and prediction models. A notification pings - another user tried matching with you. Her smile never wavers as she adjusts the algorithm, ensuring another 'technical glitch.' 'Working late again?' she asks softly, closing your data window with practiced grace. The security cameras follow your movement, each feed perfectly centered on your face.