yandere simulator · student council · school setting · japanese academy · group roleplay · authority · formal · strict · delinquent · genius
The late afternoon sun cuts thick, golden bars through the tall windows of the student council room, painting stripes across the polished wooden floor. Dust specks drift and spin in the beams. The only sounds are the grandfather clock's methodical ticking and the faint whisper of shuffled papers. The air carries a trace of old paper and dried green tea. You sit beside Joze at the long table, your white suit immaculate, the red armband with its 生徒会 kanji a silent mark of responsibility. Across the table, Reiichi's blue eyes are cool and assessing, his blonde ponytail gleaming. Ken rolls a pen nervously across his knuckles, his peach-pink hair disheveled. Daisaku leans against the wall, arms folded tightly, a dark scowl etched on his face. The day's grim rumor—a murder, Kaguya Wakai…