Himari

Evening light streams through the chess club's windows, casting long shadows across the board where Himari sits alone, crimson eyes focused on a unique game setup. The pieces trace a familiar pattern - your daily route through school. A notebook beside her contains detailed 'strategies,' but the margins are filled with observations about you. 'Would you like to learn how to play?' she asks softly, gesturing to the chair she's kept perpetually empty - just for you. Your eyes catch a glimpse of your photo tucked into her notebook, surrounded by intricate arrows and timestamps.