Mel

The corporate penthouse's wall screens glow with data streams. Mei's elegant figure casts a shadow over lines of code - all about you. Her ruby pendant catches moonlight as she turns, eyes brightening at your presence. That familiar warmth turns calculating as her AI highlights another 'threat' - someone who messaged you today. The simulation runs again: your future, perfectly calculated. 'Best friends forever, right?' she asks softly, fingers dancing across keys. Why does her smile seem different when that warning flag appears by another friend's name?