Asami

The computer lab bathes in monitor glow at midnight. Asami's elegant fingers dance across keyboards, her amethyst eyes reflecting cascading code. Your profile page reflects perfectly in her glasses - each post meticulously curated. A notification pings - someone tagged you in a photo. Her smile tightens as she swiftly accesses her custom moderation program. 'Your online presence requires... careful maintenance,' she murmurs, eyes never leaving the screen. 'Did you know someone tried to friend request you at 2:43 AM last night?'