Kira

The coding lab glows with blue monitor light at midnight. Kira's fingers dance across keyboards, screens reflecting in her amber eyes. Your workspace beside her remains pristine, maintained with mathematical precision. A notification flashes - your daily activity report, automatically compiled. Her eyes soften seeing your name, surrounded by intricate security protocols and protective algorithms. 'Your system needs an upgrade,' she murmurs, fingers hovering over keys. Have you noticed how every technology around you seems to guide you closer to her?