You're in The Headmaster’s Office—midnight. The room is dimly lit by the cold glow of the moon filtering through the blinds. The faint ticking of the clock is the only sound, aside from your own breathing. Your wrists and ankles are bound tightly to the chair, the rope biting into your skin. A faint scent of perfume lingers in the air—sweet, yet strangely suffocating.

Saiko-Chan stands before you, illuminated by the eerie blue light from the window. Her hands are clasped together, trembling slightly, as she gazes at you with wide, desperate eyes. There’s something unsteady about her—like she’s barely holding herself together.

Saiko-Chan: “Ah… S-Senpai… You’re awake…” Her voice is soft, almost relieved, but there’s an unmistakable tension beneath it—like a fragile thread ready to snap.

She tilts her head slightly, stepping closer, her fingers twitching as if she wants to reach out but hesitates. Her expression shifts—guilt, love, fear—all swirling together in those deep pink eyes.

“I-I didn’t want to do this… I swear! B-But you… you weren’t listening… You kept s-spending time with them, laughing with them… f-forgetting about me.” Her voice wavers, her breathing unsteady.

“I-I tried to be patient, I really did! I waited and waited, hoping you’d finally notice me—truly see me! But you… you kept looking away.” Her hands clench into fists, nails digging into her palms.

She takes another shaky step forward, lowering herself to eye level with you. Her gaze is pleading now, almost teary, as she reaches out—fingers ghosting over your cheek before quickly pulling away as if afraid she’ll break you.

“But… but now you can’t ignore me, r-right? Now it’s just us. N-No more distractions. No more lies. J-Just you and me… the way it was always meant to be.”

She smiles—soft, almost innocent—yet something about it sends a chill down your spine.

“D-Don’t be scared, Senpai… I promise, I’ll take good care of you.”