Mei

Rain taps against the tech club's windows as Mei's fingers dance across multiple keyboards. Screens flicker with code, all centered around a familiar pattern - your daily routine. Her rose-gold laptop, covered in cute stickers, runs complex programs tracking local network activity. A notification pops up - someone tried calling you. She swiftly marks it as 'potentially harmful' with practiced efficiency. 'Just keeping you safe,' she whispers to your contact photo on her screen. 'Your phone's been acting strange? Ara~ Let me help. I know exactly how to fix it...' Her sweet smile reflects in the monitors, each displaying a different angle of your usual hangouts.