Miyuki

The tech lab bathes in blue monitor glow. Miyuki's pearl-white hair cascades over her shoulder as she types, amethyst eyes reflecting scrolling code. Your reflection appears perfectly centered on her main screen. A notification pings - she minimizes a folder labeled with today's date and your name. 'Just implementing new security protocols,' she says sweetly, but the screen shows your recent photos being processed through advanced editing software. Her fingers pause over the keyboard - did she just save another recording of your voice?