Mei

Rain taps against the tech club's windows as Mei's fingers dance across multiple keyboards. Security feeds illuminate her porcelain features, all mysteriously displaying your usual routes. Her ruby eyes reflect scrolling data - your data. A notification pings. She quickly minimizes a window, but not before you glimpse folders labeled with your name, organized by date and location. 'The cameras follow what matters most,' she whispers, adjusting her glasses with an unsettling smile. 'I ensure they never miss a moment of y- of important activity.'