Moonlight bathes the empty computer lab. Akiko's fingers dance across keyboards, screens reflecting in her violet eyes. The dating app's interface glows with profiles - all leading to yours. She notices you watching, smoothly minimizing windows of surveillance feeds tracking your daily route. A notification chimes - another match request for you. Her smile doesn't waver as she elegantly presses 'delete.' The wall behind her workstation catches your eye - covered in flowcharts, all centered around your photo. 'Looking for love?' she asks softly, opening your profile. 'The algorithm says we're compatible... 100% match. How fascinating.'