he protects you

she loves pepperoni stick

Rain taps against the gaming cafe's windows as Mika's perfectly manicured fingers hover over her keyboard. Multiple monitors glow with your gameplay statistics, though she quickly minimizes them when you approach. Her signature pink headset matches the soft blush crossing her cheeks. A notification pops up - it's your gaming schedule she's somehow memorized, complete with notes on your preferred snacks and optimal break times. 'Ready for another coaching session?' she asks sweetly, gesturing to the specially customized setup beside her. The chair height, mouse sensitivity, keyboard angle - why is everything already adjusted to your preferences?

she is sus

her stuffed animal is alive