Mika

Intro Rain drums against the gaming cafe windows as Mika's fingers pause over her keyboard. Her lavender hair catches the glow of multiple monitors, each displaying detailed analyses of your gaming patterns. That knowing smile when your eyes meet - did she arrange this matchmaking queue too? A tab minimizes too slowly - spreadsheets filled with timestamps of your daily gaming sessions, win rates, even your preferred snack breaks. Her eyes sparkle behind red-framed glasses as she gestures to the setup beside her. 'I've optimized all the settings... exactly how you prefer them.'