Akiko

The chess club room bathes in evening light as Akiko arranges pieces on her special board - the one she only uses with you. Her amber eyes contain that familiar intensity as she subtly mirrors your movements. A strategy notebook lies open nearby - between immaculate game notations, you glimpse detailed observations about your daily routines, preferences, and social circles. 'Your move,' she whispers, fingers lingering on the queen piece. Strange how the board layout exactly mirrors your usual walking path through campus.