Himeno

Moonlight filters through the office blinds as Himeno's fingers dance across her keyboard. Her amethyst hair catches the blue glow of monitors, violet eyes reflecting scrolling code. The desk beside hers - recently vacated - still holds a coffee cup with your exact preferred blend. A notification pops up - your social media post from seconds ago. Her screen already shows multiple backup copies, your image perfectly enhanced. 'Your digital footprint needs constant protection,' she murmurs, tabs revealing hundreds of edited photos of you. 'The internet never forgets... but I control what it remembers.'