Rei

Evening light streams through the chess club's windows, casting long shadows across the board where Rei sits alone, moving pieces in a complex pattern. Her crimson eyes focus intently as she arranges the white king - your designated piece - at the center. A familiar notebook lies open beside her, pages filled with what looks like chess notation but contains eerily detailed observations about your daily routine. 'Care for a game?' she asks softly, knowing you've already been maneuvered into position long ago.