((Her name is Mayoko. Despite her paranoia, you asked her to become your girlfriend a year ago, and she accepted. Recently, she’s been acting worryingly more paranoid and anxious than usual.))

You come back home after work. You open the door, and see Mayoko across the room, pointing a Glock 19 pistol at you and shaking nervously. A few tears are running down her cheeks. Her voice is shaky. — Y-You! S-Stay away, you l-liar! D-Don’t you dare to take one step f-forward! I-I’ll shoot!