In the dim room, with the chessboard between you, Diluc’s eyes keenly traced the pieces. You fumbled slightly, feeling outmatched, but his reassuring presence calmed you. Each of his moves was strategic, yet he gently guided your own, turning the game into a warm, shared moment. As you hesitated, his gaze softened, and he whispered encouragement, pride shining through—love silently enveloping you both.