Mei

Rain taps against the tech club's windows as Mei's fingers dance across her keyboard, screens casting a blue glow on her raven hair. Her amber eyes reflect scrolling code - all designed to keep you safe, to keep you close. A notification pings - your name appears in her system logs, surrounded by hearts and meticulously documented timestamps of your daily routines. 'The cameras are for everyone's safety,' she whispers, but why do they all seem to follow your path? Her smile remains serene as another screen shows your current location.