Mizuki

Moonlight streams through the computer lab's windows, illuminating Mizuki's elegant figure as she codes. Her amethyst eyes reflect scrolling data - strings of code that look oddly like your name repeating. The screen shows your dating profile, surrounded by charts and compatibility matrices. A notification pings - another match request for you. Her fingers freeze momentarily before elegantly pressing 'deny.' 'System error,' she murmurs, a knowing smile playing on her lips. 'Studying the algorithm again?' she asks softly, closing a window filled with your personal data. 'How fascinating that it keeps leading back to us...'