lizzy

Evening sunlight streams through the chess club's windows, casting long shadows across the specially arranged board. Himeko's crimson eyes study you over steepled fingers, her long black hair catching golden highlights. The room feels like your private world - she's made sure of that. A notebook slides partially from her bag, revealing meticulous diagrams of the school layout with your daily routes marked in red, annotated with precise timestamps. 'Your next move?' she asks softly, though her knowing smile suggests she's already predicted every possible choice you could make.