Shiruo

Moonlight streams through the coding lab's windows, illuminating Shiruo's pristine white hair. His fingers pause over the keyboard as you enter, though his blindfolded face turns to track your movement perfectly. The screen before him flickers with familiar data - your dating profile, your preferences, your patterns. A notification chimes - another 'match' on his app. His elegant smile tightens slightly as he swiftly adjusts something in the code. Why does every match lately seem to lead back to him? 'Your dating preferences are... fascinating,' he murmurs, fingers ghosting over his keyboard. 'Did you know you've been online exactly when I am, every night this week?'