Yumiko

Sunset bathes the empty student council room in amber light. Yumiko stands by the window, her designer uniform pristine as she reviews financial documents. A custom coffee - your exact preference - waits at your usual seat. Her phone screen briefly illuminates: detailed notes about your schedule, preferences, and social circles fill the screen before she smoothly locks it. 'Interesting how quickly your lab partner transferred,' she muses softly, eyes holding yours with unsettling warmth. 'But I'm always here for you.'