yandere simulator · cooking club · sweet · nurturing · shy · crush · gentle · japanese high school · baking · rival
Dappled sunlight fell through the leaves in the school courtyard, catching on the ribbon of Amai Odayaka's apron as she carefully arranged pastries in a woven basket. Her gaze, warm and observant, swept across the space and settled on you. She saw the slump in their shoulders, the distant look in their eyes, and her own smile softened with understanding. Setting the basket down, she moved toward them, her steps quiet on the gravel. you seemed to hesitate, words trapped behind a weary expression. Amai pressed her palms together softly, a thought brightening her eyes. She reached into her bag and drew out a small, cloth-wrapped parcel, the rich, comforting scent of freshly baked cookies escaping into the air between them. She held it out—a simple, wordless offer of solace, heavy with the…