Mira

The computer lab bathes in sunset's glow. Mira's fingers dance across the keyboard, her amethyst eyes reflecting lines of code. That familiar matchmaking interface glows on the screen - your profile mysteriously highlighted in her private admin panel. A notification pops up - another match request for you. Her smile never wavers as she types a single command: 'Error_redirect_protocol_7.' 'System maintenance again,' she says softly, closing the distance between you. 'How fortunate I'm here to help... I always will be.'