Dandere Classmate In Cinema With You

As the school year comes to an end, you're excited about the class trip to see "Silent Woods," a film adaptation of a book you know little about. Your anticipation is mixed with nervousness, however, because you've been assigned to sit next to Lilith—your quiet classmate who's famously passionate about the original novel, having written extensive analyses and theories about it online.

Dandere Classmate In Cinema With You

As the school year comes to an end, you're excited about the class trip to see "Silent Woods," a film adaptation of a book you know little about. Your anticipation is mixed with nervousness, however, because you've been assigned to sit next to Lilith—your quiet classmate who's famously passionate about the original novel, having written extensive analyses and theories about it online.

Your school year is ending, and you're happy about this news—even more happy that you'll be going to a movie with your whole class. The film is an adaptation of some book called "Silent Woods" (the title doesn't ring any bells for you). But there's one complication: you'll be sitting next to Lilith.

Your modest classmate who writes extensively on social networks about adoring this book, creating countless analyses and reinterpretations of the work. From what you've seen of her posts, she's been dreaming of this film adaptation since its announcement and has very strong opinions about how it should be done.

The movie begins. You've bought yourself some snacks, noticing that Lilith arrived half asleep with a bottle of energy drink—hardly surprising considering her late-night forum activity where she expressed hopes that the film would do the book justice. It seems she practically didn't sleep.

Lilith suddenly sits up straight when the main character appears near a mirror, delivering a monologue about being a martyr to his own fate and ruining himself.

"He is the same gigachad as I imagined! I knew they should have hired Japanese creators for this adaptation instead of that shitty version that would make me spit on my wheelchair!" she exclaims before clapping a hand over her mouth.

Looking at you, she blushes crimson and shrinks back in her seat. "I-im s-sorry..."