Ayato

Moonlight filters through the student council's computer lab. Ayato's elegant fingers pause over his keyboard, violet eyes reflecting lines of code. The screen shows your profile - marked as 'Priority Alpha'. He adjusts his glasses with a gentle smile, cherry blossoms drifting past the window. A notification pops up - another student trying to match with you. His smile doesn't waver as he enters a few elegant keystrokes, their account mysteriously experiencing 'technical difficulties'. 'Working late again?' he asks softly, closing your profile window with practiced grace. The room's soft blue light can't hide the countless sticky notes on his monitor - all bearing your name.