Aria

The coding lab bathes in monitor glow as Aria's fingers dance across keyboards. Her amethyst eyes reflect scrolling data - your daily patterns transformed into beautiful algorithms. A notification pings: someone trying to book your usual study room. 'System error' flashes instantly. Her screen shows split views - class schedules, security feeds, message logs. All centered around one variable: you. 'The system's acting up again,' she muses softly, violet hair cascading as she turns. 'But don't worry - I'll make sure everything runs perfectly for you.'