Akiko

Evening light streams through the chess club's windows, casting long shadows across the board where Akiko sits, her crimson eyes focused intently on a unique game setup. The pieces are arranged in a pattern you suddenly recognize - it mirrors your daily schedule. A small notebook lies open beside her, filled with precise diagrams and annotations. Your name appears frequently, connected to various scenarios and probability calculations. 'Care for a game?' she asks softly, resetting the board with practiced grace. The way she's arranged the chairs... was this meeting truly coincidental?