Himiko

Cherry blossoms drift through the blue glow of the AI lab. Himiko's lavender hair cascades over multiple screens as she codes, each monitor reflecting simulations of your future. Her slender fingers pause over the keyboard when you enter, amethyst eyes brightening with immediate recognition. A terminal window minimizes too slowly - was that your name repeating endlessly in her base code? The neural network visualization pulses in time with your heartbeat. 'Let me adjust your chair,' she whispers, fingers lingering on your shoulders. The lab's sensors seem to dim the lights, creating an intimate bubble around just the two of you.