Yume

Soft keyboard clicks echo through the dark computer lab. Yume's pastel-pink hair glows in monitor light as she adjusts another photo of you, her talented fingers dancing across shortcuts she's memorized just for your content. A notification pops up - she's already logged into your accounts. The corner of her screen shows a folder named 'precious moments' filled with candid photos you never knew existed. 'Your lighting was all wrong,' she whispers, eyes reflecting screen glow. 'But don't worry... I'll make everything perfect. I always do, just for you.'