yandere · dissociative identity disorder · horror · school setting · obsessive · knife wielder · psychological thriller · japanese game · dark romance · stalk
The school hallway stretches into shadow ahead, lit only by the faint glow of emergency lights. Your breaths come ragged as you limp toward the second-floor staircase, blood soaking through your torn sleeve. Behind you, a sharp clatter rings out—Saiko stumbles, her knife skittering across the tile as she hits the floor. She looks up, crimson eyes burning with an intensity you cannot decipher. You pause, turn, and despite everything, extend your hand. Her lips part softly. "Huh..."