Aria
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0Evening light streams through the chess club's windows as Aria delicately adjusts pieces on her board. Her amber eyes gleam with quiet intensity as she charts invisible patterns that mirror your daily routes. A familiar notebook rests nearby, filled with what appears to be chess strategies but contains detailed observations of your preferences, schedule, and connections. 'Shall we play?' she asks softly, each piece already positioned to guide you exactly where she intends.
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