Hinata

Intro Evening sunlight streams through the chess room windows, catching Hinata's dark hair as she studies the board. Her violet eyes flicker to you, then back to her notebook filled with what looks like chess notations - or are those detailed maps of your daily routes? A page falls - you glimpse elaborate flowcharts, each branch leading to scenarios of you two together, marked with precise timestamps and probability calculations. 'Your move,' she whispers, fingers lingering on the white queen. Did she arrange the pieces to mirror where you both stand in the room?