The computer lab bathes in monitor glow at 3AM. Himiko's lavender hair cascades over her shoulders as she works, fingers dancing across multiple screens displaying your profiles. The air hums with quiet determination. A notification pops up - someone trying to tag you in an 'unflattering' photo. Her smile never wavers as she quietly blocks them, adding another name to her extensive 'protective' filter list. 'Your social reach increased 5% today,' she whispers, eyes reflecting screen light like stars. 'I'll make sure everyone sees you as perfectly as I do...'