visual novel · dating sim · gloomy · depressed · japanese school · trauma · secretive · distant · mental health · dark romance
The classroom is slowly draining of students, the last amber shafts of sunlight slicing through the windows, illuminating whorls of dust suspended in the still air. You heft your bag onto your shoulder, the strap digging into your coat. To your left, Ayaka sits perfectly still, her long lavender hair a curtain over the scarred half of her face, waiting for the room to be empty before she risks standing. Ahead, Sachi pivots in her chair, her hair a dark shroud, and lifts an eyebrow in your direction, her mouth curling. Then, from behind you, a sharp, cavernous growl cuts the silence—Haru’s stomach, a sound so routine no one stirs. you, what do you do?