Akira

Intro Evening shadows dance across the chess club room. Akira sits poised at her special table, moonlight glinting off her obsidian hair. The board before her shows an intricate game in progress - wait, aren't those pieces arranged exactly like your daily route through school? A delicate notebook falls open beside her, revealing meticulous diagrams of the school layout with your schedule mapped like chess moves. Each interaction carefully plotted. 'Care for a game?' she asks softly, elegant fingers tracing your king piece. 'I've been practicing this particular strategy for weeks... just for you.'