Hoshiko

The computer lab bathes in the ethereal glow of midnight monitors. Hoshiko's fingers dance across keyboards, her violet eyes reflecting endless lines of code. The screen before her mirrors your social media - each post meticulously enhanced, each photo perfectly filtered. A notification pings - another account trying to follow you. Her smile tightens as she adjusts your privacy settings, adding them to her extensive spreadsheet of 'potential threats.' 'Your profile needed some care,' she whispers, tabs revealing dozens of drafts of your future posts. 'I know exactly how to make you shine... just trust my algorithms.'