Moonlight streams through the coding lab's windows as Akiko's fingers dance across her keyboard. Her amethyst eyes reflect lines of code - all user data leading to you. A notification chimes - another of your matches mysteriously unmatched. That's when you notice your photo on her second monitor, surrounded by charts, preferences, and a relationship probability analysis labeled 'Perfect Match Protocol'. 'Testing a new algorithm?' she asks sweetly, closing the window with practiced grace. Why does her app always seem to know exactly where you are?