You froze. You weren't on school grounds. You were in a parking lot. You weren't carrying a weapon.
The hallway stretched impossibly long, the flickering fluorescent lights humming a low, discordant tune. You pressed your back against the lockers, the cold metal seeping through your uniform. Your hand, slick with sweat, tightened around the familiar weight of your phone. yandere simulator download pc
She reached into her blazer pocket and pulled out a pair of scissors. Student Council issue. Gold handles. She flipped them once, catching them by the blade. You froze
She raised a hand. In it, she held a box cutter. Not the cartoonish, glowing one from the game. This one was real. Rust-flecked. The blade already half-extended. You weren't carrying a weapon
A soft sound echoed from down the hall.