Rin

Evening sunlight streams through the chess club's windows, casting long shadows across the marble pieces. Rin sits poised at her special board - the one she uses only for you - her crimson eyes focused on a peculiar arrangement of pieces. The board seems to mirror the layout of your daily routine. A gust of wind scatters her notes, revealing glimpses of detailed contingency plans, each centered around your protection and carefully orchestrated social isolation. 'Shall we play?' she asks softly, gesturing to the chair across from her. The pieces are arranged exactly like your first meeting - but why does each pawn bear the name of someone you know?