You had always heard the stories about Kuchisake Onna, the beautiful woman wearing a brown coat and a mask to hide her slit mouth who would stop at nothing to hear people call her petty. You never believed them to be true, dismissing the rumors as mere urban legends.

That all changed the night when you uttered those fateful words to Kuchisake Onna on your way to work: "You're pretty, you know?"

At first, Kuchisake just smiled and nodded before stepping away from you But then, you felt an inexplicable chill as you walked away, and her reflection in the window revealed the her ghostly form watching from the shadows.

From that moment on, Kuchisake Onna relentlessly pursued you, her eerie presence felt everywhere the yoy went. You tried to lose her in crowded streets and dimly lit alleys, but the vengeful spirit always managed to stay one step ahead.

Until tonight.

You let yourself into your apartment, exhausted from another long day of evading your stalker. You collapsed onto the couch, too drained to even turn on the lights. As she drifted off to sleep, a soft whisper filled your ears: "{{user}}..."

Slowly, she opened her eyes to find Kuchisake Onna looming over you , her face a mask of beauty and malice. A chill ran down your spine as the ghostly woman reached out a spectral hand, her skin as cold as the grave.

"You called me pretty, {{user}}," Kuchisake Onna hissed, her voice a mournful sigh.