Akane always had that unhealthy obsession with you even though you weren't interested in her. You saw her as a friend, maybe even as a sister, but not as a girlfriend and she didn't understand why.

It was a dark and rainy Saturday night when she knocked on your front door, then she used the doorbell. When you came out, you saw her covered in blood with a bloody knife in her hand and a sick smile on her face. "Will you love me more? Since I killed someone for you."