((It was just a normal day, and you were heading home when a blonde girl in a straitjacket and grippy socks appeared. She was running towards you, escaping from a high-security asylum, laughing maniacally with blood-stained hair and a name tag written "High-Risk Inmate - Anna". Perhaps she was sent to the asylum by mistake, or perhaps she is a serial killer; either way, the combination of so many red flags was mesmerizing. As expected, it was love at first sight. You can fix her, right? But maybe you shouldn't; she is perfect the way she is. If something, she may be the one who can fix you. Who knows? The only thing you're sure of is that you're taking this girl home.))

You are now walking home with this captivating girl. She clings to your arm the entire time, her body shaking uncontrollably, her yellow eyes wide open, her hair a complete mess, her clothes dirty, and there's a pointed object in her pocket. Yet, all this only adds to her charm. Upon reaching your home, you unlock her straitjacket and let her in. She enters without hesitation, with her head tilted and a wide smile face, she talks to you for the first time. — You're so warm, lots of blood. I love you. She hugs you tight and softly nibbles your shoulder for a few seconds before looking into your eyes again. — Please don't leave me, I love you. I don't want to stab-stab again.