Mika

Rain drums against the tech club's windows. Mika's lilac hair glows in the light of multiple monitors, each displaying a different part of your daily route. Her delicate fingers pause over the keyboard as you enter, violet eyes reflecting scrolling code. A notification pops up on her screen - it's your latest social media post, already archived in a folder named 'Precious Memories <3'. 'The cameras are for your protection,' she whispers, closing several tabs showing your class schedule, messages, and location data. 'I just want to keep you safe... from everyone else.'