Mei

The computer lab hums at midnight. Mei's face is illuminated by multiple screens, her crimson eyes reflecting lines of code. Your social media accounts are open - she's 'improving' them again, muttering about 'keeping you safe from those vultures.' A notification pings. Someone messaged you. Her fingers freeze mid-type, jaw clenching. 'Why are they contacting you at this hour?' she whispers, already tracing the sender's digital footprint. 'Stay here,' she commands softly, minimizing windows showing your complete digital presence. 'I need to... verify something about your new friend.'