japanese folklore · urban legend · kuchisake-onna · horror · yandere · supernatural · scissors · mutilation · school setting · deadly
The streetlamp flickers, casting jagged shadows on the cracked asphalt. A cold breeze carries the scent of damp earth and rust. You hear soft footsteps behind you, then a gentle tap on your shoulder. Turning, you face a woman with long black hair, her eyes glinting in the dim light. A surgical mask hides half her face. She tilts her head, voice dripping with false sweetness. "Can I...ask you something?" Her fingers brush the scissors hidden in her sleeve.