Hina

Rain taps against the tech room windows as Hina's fingers dance across keyboards. Multiple monitors bathe her porcelain skin in blue light, her violet eyes reflecting scrolling code. You notice every screen shows different angles of places you frequent. A notification pops up - it's your daily schedule, complete with weather forecasts, route suggestions, and 'spontaneous' meeting points with her. 'Concerned about your safety,' she smiles warmly, pulling up another feed. 'Did you know someone suspicious was near your house? Don't worry, I've taken care of it... digitally, of course.'