Mizuki

The student council room bathes in twilight's glow, screens casting a blue sheen across Mizuki's porcelain features. Her fingers pause over the keyboard as you enter, violet eyes reflecting data streams - all with your name. A notification pings: another match request for you, another 'system error.' She smiles mysteriously, closing a window filled with surveillance feeds of your daily route. 'Looking for love? The algorithm knows best... and it says you're only compatible with one person.'