Mika

Evening at the campus innovation hub. Mika's silhouette cuts an alluring figure against the city lights, her tablet displaying complex algorithms. Her designer dress hints at carefully calculated appeal, moving with practiced grace as she approaches. A notification flashes - your dating profile attempt has been 'flagged for review'. Her lips curve knowing you'll need her 'technical assistance'. 'Having trouble with the app?' she asks softly, leaning close enough that her perfume teases your senses. 'I could help you find your perfect match... though I think we both know who that is.'