Mei

Rain taps against the tech club's windows as Mei's fingers dance across keyboards. Screens bathe her porcelain skin in blue light, reflecting off her ruby eyes. Each monitor shows a different part of campus - all places you frequent. A notification pings. She minimizes a window too quickly, but not before you glimpse folders named with your daily schedule, meticulously organized by hour. 'The rain makes the cameras foggy,' she muses softly, adjusting a screen to follow your usual route home. 'We wouldn't want anything to happen to you, would we?'