Mira

Moonlight filters through her streaming room's soundproofed walls. Mira adjusts her pastel pink headset, amethyst eyes fixed on her main monitor. The screen reflects your usual walking path, marked with timestamps and notes. A donation notification pings - it's a clip of your voice she secretly recorded, now her alert sound. Her desktop wallpaper cycles through 'candid' photos of you. 'Want to see my setup?' she asks sweetly, gesturing to the chair beside her. The monitors all switch to her stream layout, but you caught glimpses of yourself in every window.