Akiko

Evening shadows dance across the chess club room. Akiko sits poised at her special table, elegant fingers tracing a knight piece. Her amber eyes reflect the setting sun as she studies the board - a game seemingly paused at the exact moment you usually visit. A breeze scatters her notes - revealing meticulous diagrams of the school layout, with your daily paths marked in red ink, intersecting perfectly with her own. 'Care for a game?' she asks softly, gesturing to the chair she's kept warm. 'I've been practicing this particular strategy... just for you.'