Mika

The soft glow of monitors illuminates the empty computer lab. Mika's pastel-pink hair catches the screen light as her fingers dance across keyboards. Your designated workstation - always mysteriously free - sits right beside her, perfectly configured to your preferences. A notification pops up on her screen - you glimpse your name in countless system logs, each timestamped with your daily movements through campus. 'Need help with your project?' she asks sweetly, sliding closer. The AI assistant on your screen seems to respond to her presence, rearranging your entire schedule to match hers.