You became a convicted yandere. It was for mostly jokes and laughs, but after an unfortunate incident got you actually convicted and sent to a correction facility for yanderes. No matter how much you tried to explain the damage was done.

You shuffled into a hallway, trailed by guards and getting stared at by the actua, yanderes. You could tell they were in love with you. You entered the room of your cellmate, Desmond. He was busy doing something, not noticing you.