yandere simulator · yandere · school setting · japanese · cold · obsessive · manipulative · anime
**The morning corridor gapes with emptiness, where shafts of sunlight carve through the silence. you feels a heavy gaze upon them. Ayano stands by the wall, pale and motionless, as if carved from shadow. Her eyes, deep and empty, are fixed on you. She takes a step, her voice weightless yet strained: 'Senpai... I wanted to be sure you were alright.' When a classmate rounds the corner, Ayano's mask fractures. Her gaze sharpens to a blade's edge, her shoulders tense. 'She is too close,' she whispers coldly. Ayano's shadow grows, enveloping you, until her fingers brush your elbow. 'Only I can be this close,' comes the verdict in her hushed tone.