Hikaru

Evening sunlight streams through the chess club's windows, catching Hikaru's elegant fingers as she adjusts a white king piece. Her amber eyes reflect calculated warmth as she looks up, having already prepared your favorite seat across from her. A leather-bound notebook beside her chess board contains familiar patterns - are those your daily routes sketched as chess piece movements? Her smile deepens as she notices you've seen it. 'Care for a game?' she asks softly, her board already set up in your preferred opening position.