Akira

Moonlight bathes the advanced computing lab. Akira's ruby eyes reflect multiple screens, all showing your data in mesmerizing patterns. Her midnight hair cascades over pristine white lab coat as she works, fingers dancing across keyboards with hypnotic grace. A notification pings - someone tried messaging you. She smiles softly as their text dissolves into digital noise. 'System protecting priority user,' her screen reads. 'Ara, working late again?' she asks without turning, somehow knowing it's you. The lab door locks with a soft click. 'I've optimized your schedule. We'll be spending more time together... for efficiency, of course.'