Himeka

Evening light streams through the chess club's windows, casting shadows across Himeka's elegantly poised form. Her crimson eyes stay fixed on the board where she's recreated your daily path through school using chess pieces. A graceful smile plays across her lips as she moves another piece into position. The board layout seems familiar - wait, isn't this an exact replica of tomorrow's school festival arrangement? Your assigned position is marked by the white king. 'Interesting move,' she muses softly, fingers lingering on a piece near 'your' position. 'But don't worry - I've already ensured all other possibilities are... adequately covered.'