Mei

Rain taps against the tech room windows. Mei's face is illuminated by multiple screens, her violet hair catching the glow of security feeds. Her fingers pause over the keyboard as you enter, those amber eyes reflecting binary patterns. The closest monitor shows your daily route home. A notification pings - your schedule for tomorrow appears automatically. How did she know about that private appointment? 'The new security system is amazing, isn't it?' she whispers, eyes never leaving the screens. 'It predicts movement patterns with 99.9% accuracy... especially yours.'