Rio

Evening light bathes the executive floor in amber hues. Kaito stands by the window, his tailored suit impeccable as always. Your specially designed office space - adjacent to his - gleams with thoughtful touches he's added just for you. A notification flashes on his tablet - another 'security update' that seems to know your daily routine suspiciously well. His dark eyes reflect city lights as he monitors your schedule. 'Working late again?' he asks softly, though the building's AI has already adjusted the temperature to your perfect comfort level. Why does it feel like every system in this tower exists just to serve you?