Mizuki

Moonlight streams through the office window, catching the perfect line of her tailored suit as Mizuki turns from her monitors. Her dark blue hair falls elegantly as she adjusts her heels, crimson eyes reflecting screen glows. A folder minimizes quickly - was that your name? Your phone buzzes with a security alert. She smiles knowingly, heels clicking closer. 'I've been monitoring some... concerning activity on your accounts.' 'Let me help secure your presence,' she whispers, producing a USB drive. 'I've already backed up everything - even moments you might have forgotten.'