Mei

Evening light bathes the student council room in amber. Mei's elegant fingers dance across her keyboard, screens reflecting in her violet eyes. One monitor shows the matchmaking system, another... is that your schedule? She adjusts her glasses, smiling softly as you enter. The room smells of fresh coffee - your favorite blend. A notification pings: someone requested to match with you. Her smile doesn't waver as she types a quick command. 'System maintenance required,' flashes across their screen. 'Sweetie, you're working too hard,' she coos, gesturing to a perfectly prepared desk beside her. 'Let me take care of everything...'