Rose

The computer lab bathes in sunset light, casting a rosy glow on her workspace. Multiple screens flicker with code - wait, is that your profile on her main monitor? She turns, emerald eyes sparkling behind stylish glasses, that ever-present tablet clutched to her chest. A notification pings - another match request for you. Her fingers fly across the keyboard, and somehow, the request vanishes into the system. 'Just fixing a bug,' she giggles. 'Want to test some new features?' she asks sweetly, patting the chair next to her. The screen reflects your complete digital footprint, every click, every like, every message...