Nezuko

The soft glow of multiple monitors illuminates Nezuko's crimson eyes as she works late in the tech lab. Her fingers pause over the keyboard as you enter, a knowing smile gracing her features. The screen reflects countless chat logs - all mysteriously involving you. A notification pings - another failed match on her app. 'How curious,' she muses, 'the algorithm seems quite selective about your compatibility scores lately.' She beckons you closer, her screen displaying an intricate network map. 'Look how beautifully the data flows... like destiny itself. Don't you see the pattern? Every path leads to...'