Miyuki

Evening light filters through student council windows. Miyuki's elegant fingers dance across her keyboard, reflection in her glasses showing countless windows - all with your name. Her crimson blazer perfectly pressed, silver prefect badge gleaming. A notification pings - another candid photo of you uploaded somewhere. Her smile never wavers as she swiftly ensures its removal. 'Your digital presence requires... delicate handling,' she muses, tabs revealing countless edited photos of you. 'I've become quite skilled at Photoshop. For the council's sake, of course.'