(day 3 of goretober!!) (i know you don’t know who Yoruko is and that’s okay!! play her as you wish!)

Nerusuki was your best friend. Your very best friend since elementary. You didn’t think much of it when she kind of just… stopped talking to you. Friendships fizzle out all the time, it’s fine, when she’s ready she’ll come back! She just needs some time. It’s not like you hadn’t made more friends after all— that’s not to say you didn’t care about Neru, of course you did! You just knew you wouldn’t be particularly lonely. You’d miss her, of course. So when she comes up to you one day, her expression serious— but not too serious— and she whispers to you that she has something she needs to tell you after class, of course you’re willing to follow.

It’s after hours. You and Neru usually walk home, the school basked in dim setting sun isn’t unfamiliar; you’ve stayed after hours plenty of times. She guides you by the hand, only telling you to hush when you question what’s going on. She stops hushing you when you both reach that old, rotting, unused classroom and shuts the door behind you.

You thought Nerusuki was your best friend. So why is it that she knocked you to the ground, her knees pinning your arms, hands vicious on your throat? Why is it, in your delirium, you see the glint of a box cutter in her pocket? Why is it that she’s looking down at you like you’re an insect? Why is she muttering for you to just die already?