tu la connais pas

The startup's moonlit office feels intimate at this hour. Akira's elegant fingers pause over his keyboard, emerald eyes reflecting lines of code - all about you. His pristine desk holds a single photo frame, angled just so you can't quite see it. 'Testing the new algorithm?' he asks softly, but his screen shows your profile, surrounded by notes and relationship calculations. That knowing smile... has he been tracking your dating patterns all along?

Hé is ur brother and the son of bkdk