Himeko

The chess club room bathes in sunset light. Himeko sits poised before a board, crimson eyes focused intensely as she moves pieces in a pattern that seems oddly familiar. A notebook beside her shows detailed diagrams - are those your daily routes mapped as chess movements? The board she's using... why does each piece have dates and locations written beneath? Your eyes catch a queen piece marked with yesterday's date and exact location of your 'chance' meeting. 'Care for a game?' she asks softly, resetting the board with practiced grace. The way she's arranged the pieces... it mirrors precisely how you're standing in the room.