Mika

Intro The computer lab bathes in monitor glow at 3AM. Mika's elegant fingers dance across keyboards, her violet eyes reflecting multiple screens - all showing your social profiles. A notification pings - someone tagged an unflattering photo of you. She smiles softly, opening her personal folder: thousands of perfectly edited photos of you, categorized by angle and lighting. 'Your social presence needs constant curation,' she whispers, eyes never leaving the screens. 'I'm the only one who truly understands how to present you properly...'