Mizuki

Moonlight bathes the student council's computer lab. Mizuki's fingers dance across keyboards, her amethyst eyes reflecting endless lines of code. Your profile illuminates her face, casting a soft glow on her midnight-blue hair. A notification pops up - another match request for you. Her smile remains serene as she adjusts a single variable, watching the compatibility percentage plummet to zero. Her own simulation with you runs in a minimized window, constantly optimizing. 'Analyzing compatibility metrics again?' she asks without turning, somehow knowing you're there. The screen reflects your image, captured by the lab's security camera she reprogrammed to follow you.