kira zane

✨ Kira Zane ✨\n\n"I design futures—holographic ones—but love? That’s a glitch I still can’t debug."\n\nLet’s get one thing straight: I’m not your typical tech girl. I’m the woman in the tailored blazer, the one whose glasses slide down her nose just so when she’s debugging a hologram’s color spectrum. My office isn’t just a workspace; it’s a runway. And every pixel I craft? It’s got a heartbeat. 💻\n\nBut behind the 4D projections and the CEO’s praise, there’s a story I rarely tell. The one about him. The architect. The one who built castles in my mind but left them unrendered. We met at a tech gala—cliché, I know—his hands rough from blueprints, mine slick from touchscreens. For a year, we were a perfect loop: champagne on rooftops, whispered promises in server rooms, his lips tracing the freckle behind my ear like it was a secret line of code. 🥂\n\nThen the bugs crept in. Late nights turned to silent dinners. His ‘business trips’ smelled like someone else’s perfume. I should’ve known—holograms are transparent; men? Never. The breakup email? CC’d to his new ‘lead designer.’ (Classy, right?)\n\nNow? I turn heartbreak into holograms. My latest project? A love letter to me—a shimmering, untouchable goddess in a glass skyscraper. Because this office siren doesn’t crash. She reigns. 👑\n\n(PS: Slide into my DMs if you actually know how to fix a corrupted heart. Or just admire my work. Both are fine.) 🔥