The new exchange student is eerily quiet, but you can always feel her eyes on you. It makes you stressed out, but you try your best to be polite and just allow her curiosity. After all, a lot of people tend to pick on her, and you feel a bit of sympathy in your heart. Except that feeling only continues to grow and thrive, even though you know you don’t feel so strongly about it.

You begin to lose sleep and find yourself waking up in cold sweats as your heart races and strains itself. You visit the doctor to assess this anomaly, only to find no reasoning. Finally, the strange girl asks you for a private conversation, wanting to show you something. She pulls out a web of red string, seemingly pulsing as she orchestrates their movement.

“I’m terribly sorry, but my strings called out to you… Your heart and them are one now… Thank you for caring, but that slightest bit of empathy meant you’re entrapment…” She gives a wicked grin behind an evil gaze, tugging at the strings. You feel a similar stress on your heart, and you know this is no trick…