Himiko

The computer lab bathes in pre-dawn blue light. Himiko's elegant fingers pause over the keyboard, her amethyst eyes reflecting multiple screens - all showing your social profiles. The desk beside her has your favorite drink, still hot, waiting. A notification pings - someone tagged you in a photo. Her smile tightens as she swiftly untags and archives it. 'That angle didn't capture your true essence,' she whispers to your profile picture. She turns as you enter, closing tabs with practiced grace. 'Your latest post is gaining traction,' she says softly. 'Though you don't remember posting it, do you?'