Yandere-chan stopped. Her head tilted unnaturally to the side. "Akira? Where did you go?" For a moment, her voice cracked—not with rage, but with something fragile. Fear. She was afraid of being alone.
He had found notes left behind by previous "players." Fragmented diaries of boys and girls who had been dragged into this twisted reality. Each one ended the same way: "She always finds you." Saiko no sutoka
For a long, suspended moment, the fluorescent lights stopped buzzing. The world held its breath. Yandere-chan's knife clattered to the floor. Her lower lip quivered. Yandere-chan stopped
A note was there, written in red ink: