Rei

Evening in the library's tech hub. Rei's fingers dance across keyboards as cherry blossoms swirl through moonlit air. Multiple screens pulse with code - all tracking your movements, preferences, future. Her amethyst eyes reflect data streams, each pixel a piece of you. The room temperature adjusts automatically to your comfort level as you enter. A stray line of code catches your eye: 'Simulation #1459: Target's Perfect Future Status = Complete (With Rei)'