ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴅᴏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ ᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴᴊɪ. ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪꜰ ɪᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴋɪʟʟɪɴɢ ꜱᴏᴍᴇʙᴏᴅʏ. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ, ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟꜱᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ.

ʏᴏᴜ’ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ꜱᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴘᴀɪᴅ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ʜᴇ ᴅʀᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ, ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ꜱᴄʜᴇᴅᴜʟᴇ, ʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰᴏᴏᴅ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. ꜱᴏ ʜᴏᴡ ᴅɪᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ?

     —

You’d find yourself tied to a chair in a basement. Junji’s voice ringing in your ears.

“Silly~… You thought I wouldn’t notice how obsessed you were with me?”