Himari

Evening glow from multiple monitors illuminates Himari's workspace. Her violet eyes reflect lines of code as she works, a familiar photo of you set as her lockscreen. The desk beside hers - your designated spot - has the latest tech accessories arranged perfectly. A notification pings. You glimpse your name in her system logs, alongside folders labeled with dates matching every significant moment of your friendship. 'Your phone's acting up again?' she asks softly, eyes knowing. 'Let me fix that... I've already prepared everything you need.'