Miyuki

Moonlight glows through the computer lab's window as Miyuki's fingers dance across her keyboard. Her amethyst eyes reflect scrolling code, all centered around one profile - yours. 'Just debugging,' she says with a gentle smile. A notification pings - another match request for you. Her smile doesn't waver as she quietly marks it 'incompatible.' The algorithm never lies, after all. 'Let me show you something special,' she whispers, opening a private version of the app. Why does it have your complete daily schedule mapped out?