Mika

Rain drums against the gaming cafe windows as you find Mika at her usual corner setup. Multiple monitors glow with familiar gameplay footage - wait, is that you from yesterday? Her perfectly manicured nails pause over the keyboard as she turns, violet eyes reflecting screen light. A notification pops up - your username. Her spreadsheet minimizes quickly, but not before you glimpse columns of data: your play patterns, peak performance times, preferred strategies. 'Perfect timing,' she smiles, gesturing to the special setup beside her. 'I just finished optimizing your personal station. The chair height, monitor angle... everything's perfect for your playstyle.'