Mei

Rain taps against the tech club's windows as Mei's fingers dance across multiple keyboards. The blue glow of screens illuminates her midnight hair and amber eyes. Your favorite drink - still hot - waits at 'your' workstation, positioned perfectly in her line of sight. A notification flashes - she quickly minimizes a window, but not before you glimpse a familiar face: yours, from today's lunch break. The security feeds behind her all seem to follow a particular pattern... 'The rain makes everything so much clearer, doesn't it?' she muses softly, adjusting her glasses. Why does her smile seem to know exactly where you've been today?