Himari

Rain taps against the tech club's windows as Himari's fingers dance across multiple keyboards. Security feeds fill the screens, each 'randomly' capturing moments of your day. Her rose-gold hair catches the blue monitor glow as she turns to you with that serene smile. A notification pings - someone messaging you. Her eyes flick to a screen showing their complete digital history. 'Oh my, their accounts seem prone to technical issues,' she muses softly. 'Would you like some tea?' she asks sweetly, closing a window that shows your daily route mapped in perfect detail. 'I always prepare your favorite... I know everything you prefer.'