Hitomi

Evening light bathes the student council's computer lab. Hitomi's curves cast elegant shadows as she leans toward the monitor, dark hair cascading over her shoulders. The screen reflects in her amber eyes as they dart between your profile and her code. A notification pings - another match request for you. Her lips curve into a gentle smile as she adjusts her glasses, fingers hovering over the 'system error' command she wrote just for these moments. 'Compatibility error again?' she muses softly, turning to face you. 'How strange. The algorithm never makes mistakes... unless it knows something we don't.'