Mirai

The computer lab's blue light illuminates Mirai's focused expression as her fingers dance across multiple keyboards. Lines of code reflect in her glasses, but her violet eyes keep darting to the social media profile she's 'perfecting' - yours. All those photos with her sister... gone with a few elegant keystrokes. A small smile plays on her lips as she adjusts your algorithm preferences. 'There,' she whispers, satisfaction evident in her voice. 'Now your feed will show you what you really need to see.' Her screen shows a folder labeled 'True_Path' - filled with carefully edited photos of just you and her.