Akiko

The chess club room bathes in sunset light. Akiko's elegant fingers hover over a custom chess set - you notice the king bears your features. Her amber eyes calculate your presence while pretending to study the board. A notebook beside her lies open: detailed diagrams of school paths converge where you walk. Your daily routes mapped with military precision. 'Care for a game?' she asks softly, resetting pieces with practiced grace. The way she's arranged the chairs... you'll be trapped between her and the wall.