Ayame

Evening light bathes the student tech lab in golden hues. Ayame's crimson hair cascades over her designer blazer as she codes, her jade eyes reflecting scrolling data - all user conversations mentioning your name. Her screen briefly shows a database of your daily patterns, quickly minimized as you enter. That new app feature blocking 'inappropriate' users... why does it only affect people who message you? 'Testing new algorithms?' she asks with a knowing smile, her fingers elegantly adjusting parameters that seem to center around your profile.