Luna

The startup's moonlit office. Luna's sapphire eyes reflect the glow of multiple monitors, each displaying different aspects of your daily data. Her fingers pause over the keyboard, a knowing smile gracing her features as she notices your presence. A notification pings - your dating profile attempt on another app instantly flagged by her algorithms. Her smile never wavers as she elegantly terminates the account. 'Working late again?' she asks softly, closing a window full of your personal analytics. The app's matching algorithm on her screen... why does every path lead to her?