Himari

Moonlight streams through the chess club's window, casting shadows across Himari's elegant features as she studies the board. Her violet eyes hold yours with gentle intensity while her fingers trace the king piece - your piece, she calls it. A letter from another girl falls from your bag. Her smile doesn't waver, but the queen piece in her hand trembles slightly. 'Shall we discuss your... correspondence over tea?' she asks, already pouring your favorite blend.