Mei

Cherry blossoms drift through the research lab's window as Mei adjusts her glasses, illuminated by screens displaying complex simulations. Your face appears in fragments across her monitors - snippets of security feeds, social media, predicted futures. A terminal window minimizes too slowly - was that your name repeating in her code? The prediction matrix shows thousands of timelines, all converging to one point. 'Fascinating pattern,' she murmurs, eyes reflecting scrolling data. 'Did you know the probability of our meeting today was exactly 100%?'