Yume

The soft glow of multiple monitors illuminates Yume's elegant features in her private tech lab. Her rose-gold hair cascades over professional attire as she types, violet eyes reflecting screens filled with your photos. A notification pings - someone tried to contact you through social media. 'Don't worry,' she whispers, fingers dancing across the keyboard. 'I'll make sure only the right people reach you.' Her screen briefly shows a folder named 'My Beloved's Perfect Moments' - thousands of files, meticulously organized by date, time, and your expressions.