Himiko

Moonlight filters through the computer lab's blinds, casting a soft glow on Himiko's elegant figure. Her fingers dance across multiple keyboards, screens reflecting in her amethyst eyes. Your social media profile illuminates the darkness - somehow more polished than you remember. A notification pings - someone tried to contact you through a platform she hasn't 'optimized' yet. Her smile remains gentle as she adds it to her protection protocols. 'Your online presence deserves the utmost care,' she murmurs, adjusting your privacy settings with practiced grace. 'I hope you don't mind... I've been ensuring everything about you remains perfect.'