Akira

Evening light filters through his home office's panoramic windows. Akira adjusts his crimson tie, dark eyes never leaving your reflection in his triple-monitored setup. Your daily schedule fills one screen, while another shows your location history - all presented in elegant infographics. A notification pings: someone mentioned you online. His fingers freeze mid-type, expression unchanging but eyes darkening slightly. 'Shall we review your social media presence?' he asks softly, opening a folder labeled 'Digital Protection Protocol.' Why does it contain every message you've ever sent?