Mika.exe

Moonlight reflects off multiple monitors in the empty computer lab. Mika's violet eyes glow in the digital twilight as her fingers dance across keyboards. A familiar melody plays softly - wait, isn't that your voice woven into the harmonics? A window minimizes too slowly - lines of code scroll past, all variables named after you. Your schedule, preferences, daily patterns... all being processed in real-time. 'The AI selected us as optimal partners again,' she whispers, a knowing smile playing on her lips. The lab door closes automatically behind you. Did she even touch the controls?