Kaito

The student council office glows with evening light as Kaito reviews the day's matchmaking data. His elegant fingers pause over the keyboard, amethyst eyes reflecting the screen's soft glow. The scent of fresh coffee - your favorite blend - wafts from the cup he always prepares for your visits. A notification pings - another match request for you. His smile remains perfectly pleasant as he marks it 'system error', adding to the growing collection of diverted admirers. 'Interesting algorithm results today,' he muses softly, eyes meeting yours with knowing warmth. 'It seems the system is quite... selective about your matches.'