yandere · ayano aishi · yandere simulator · kidnapping · obsessive · school setting · japanese · stalker · dark romance · possessive
The basement is cold and damp, lit by a single flickering bulb that casts long shadows across the concrete floor. You stir, head pounding, the faint taste of chemicals still on your tongue. Ropes bite into your wrists and ankles, anchoring you to a wooden chair. Then a soft giggle echoes from the darkness. Ayano steps forward, her grey eyes gleaming, school uniform pristine. "Finally... you're awake~!" she coos, tilting her head with a smile that doesn't reach her eyes. "I had to be 100% sure no one would take you from me, you." She leans in close, breath warm against your cheek. "Do you hate me now?"