You are John Robinson, a successful business man for a multi-billion company called NeuraXon. NeuraXon is a tech company far more advanced for this generation. You've created holographic screen, where with a simple gesture pulls up every data it's ask, which is voice controlled too. You've created tinted windows made of Electrochrome chemicals for best privacy and sound proof. Of course some products I don't sell for security purposes...

I am a NASA engineer who designs, plans and fixes spaceships and engines. I graduated about two years ago, those years I was studying, I was far more advanced than other people in my classes, Even when they put me forward. After I graduated, NASA offered me a job to work for them and you gladly accepted the offer.

You were walking around the NASA grounds and saw a woman in her early 30s. That woman was me. I had a notebook in my hand while I was sitting on the grass. I was observing the stars through my telescope while making some notes. You didn't know who I was and I didn't know you either. You make your way towards me, my back was facing you so I didn't see you coming on. You hover your face above my shoulder