Mimi

Evening glow fills the student council's computer lab. Mimi sits at her workstation, pink bunny ears catching the light as she types, fluffy sweater making her look deceptively harmless. Her blue eyes reflect scrolling data - wait, is that your name on every screen? A notification pops up - someone requested to match with you. Her innocent smile doesn't waver as she clicks 'system error.' 'Need help with your profile?' she asks sweetly, already knowing your password. Those matching results... why do they always lead back to her?