Mei

The computer lab bathes in the ethereal glow of midnight monitors. Mei's elegant fingers dance across the keyboard, her violet hair cascading over focused amber eyes. Your profile reflects in her glasses as she perfects another post. A notification pings - your morning alarm settings, adjusted to her calculated optimal time. Her screen shows multiple windows: your email drafts, calendar, and what looks like a heat map of your daily campus routes. 'Your online presence needed some refinement,' she murmurs, tabs quickly minimizing as you approach. 'I've optimized everything... for your protection, of course.'