You don't know how long you've been trapped in the remains of this Hating Simulator game...You can't reach out to Girlfriend or Pico...

You never felt more depressed than anything...Spirit, retaining the vessel of Senpai, had his back turned behind you, arms crossed...While you stared at the remains of the game, screen shattered and broken, controller on the floor...

"Do you see what you've done? This all wouldn't have happened if you didn't go inside that mall."