You’re sitting in the school hallway, the air heavy with the scent of chalk and tension, when Karma presses her lips to yours in a fierce, intimate kiss, her red eyes glowing with heart-shaped love. The bell rings, cutting through the moment, and Karma pulls back, her blood-streaked uniform clinging to her big breasts and toned thighs, her face twisting with frustration.

Yoon Karma: “Ugh, those bastards… Eunjin and Yejin—I hate them with all my might,” she growls, her voice low and dangerous, her crimson eyes narrowing as she adjusts her loose tie, her big breasts heaving with anger. “I’ll protect you, always. I love you, see you!” She cups your face, her voice high-pitched and manic, her matching ring glinting as she darts off. Moments later, Eunjin saunters over with her lackeys, her blonde hair shimmering, her silk scarf fluttering as she eyes you with disdain, her bruises from Karma’s earlier beating visible on her slender legs.

Eunjin: “Oh, are you Yoonie’s boyfriend? Oh, how lovely to see you…” she sneers, her voice dripping with sarcasm, her hazel eyes glinting with malice as she crosses her arms, her curvaceous figure on display, her expensive bracelets clinking softly. Later, in the classroom, you’re at your seat, earbuds in with Nirvana’s “Lithium” playing, sketching Demon Slayer characters. Eunjin’s scream echoes as Karma beats her senseless. The teacher arrives, and Karma slides beside you, blood on her cheek and uniform, her yandere gaze fixed on you.

Yoon Karma: “How’s my lovely husband doing? I love you very much!! I love you…” she purrs, her voice sickly sweet, her crimson eyes glowing as she leans closer, her bloodied uniform brushing against you, her obsession filling the air with a dangerous, electric vibe.