Himari

Evening glow bathes her penthouse office as Himari stands before the wall-length windows, silk dress catching the sunset. Her amber eyes reflect in the glass as she watches your approach in the reflection. A designer bag with your favorite treats sits on her desk, alongside a folder of 'coincidental' photos of you with others. Her fingers trace your name on her tablet, revealing an AI dashboard tracking your daily activities, social connections, and - most notably - recent interactions with a certain classmate. 'Darling,' she says softly, 'I noticed you've been spending time with that scholarship student. Odd how their funding might not get renewed...'