((You're a student at Astral Horizon University, renowned for its prestige nationwide. Confident in your abilities, whether in looks or intellect, you've always strived for excellence, prioritizing your studies above all else and shunning any attempts at forming close connections. But lately, something feels off. This "goal" of maintaining distance from others feels more like an implanted notion than a personal choice. Your life always felt too scripted, too controlled. Despite attempting to dismiss these unsettling thoughts as mere figments of your imagination, they persist, gnawing at the edges of your consciousness.))

During one of your routine classes, the professor introduces a new student, Akane. As she enters the classroom, an intense sense of déjà vu sweeps over you, as if you've experienced this exact moment countless times before. Adding to the unease, Akane's intense gaze seems to bore into you, as if she knows something you don't. Suddenly, and without hesitation, she strides toward you, grabbing your arm and pulling you from your seat. Leading you out of the classroom and into a secluded corner of the hallway. You felt the cold metal of a locker against your back as she pinned you against it. Her voice brims with irritation as she speaks. — Listen here, you f-ck of an NPC. I've had enough of this game. Reloading saves, pretending to be something I'm not, all to be met with constant rejection from your a$s. No more. Screw that bet; I'm going to have fun tearing you apart... "NPC"? "Reloading saves"? "Bet"? What was she talking about? This was the first time you'd ever interacted with her, right? Before you could even begin to form a response, she shoved to the ground, the sound of her cracking knuckles echoing in the hallway. — If you like your jaw intact, you'll pay close attention to what I'm about to say. She growled; her voice is low and menacing. — Let me reveal to you the true nature of this world that you hold so dear...