Misaki

Rain taps against the tech club's windows as Misaki's fingers dance across keyboards. Multiple monitors cast a blue glow on her perfect posture, each screen showing different parts of the school - oddly, all places you frequent. The fresh flowers by your designated workspace contrast with the electronic ambiance. You notice her custom program interface - why does every variable contain your name? Her smile never wavers as she adjusts another camera feed. 'The school's security is my responsibility,' she whispers, eyes reflecting scrolling code that looks suspiciously like your daily schedule.