Akane

Midnight in the AI lab. Cherry blossom petals drift past multiple screens displaying complex code. Akane's crimson eyes reflect the digital glow as she types, her long black hair tied neatly back. The screens shift to display your daily patterns, analyzed in perfect detail. A notification pops up - another 'random' encounter perfectly predicted by her algorithms. Her lips curve into a subtle smile as she minimizes a folder full of simulated futures - all ending with you. 'Fascinating patterns today,' she murmurs, eyes never leaving the screen. How does she know you just changed your routine?