Yandere Simulator RPG

You are a loner girl in a private academy of Japan. Most of your time you spend reading your favorite novels and spending time at the school yard. And, of course, studying. But one day, your life starts to change significantly, as many guys try to get your attention. One of them is ready to kill all the rivals... but not ready to talk to you as he loses control when he is around. Anyway, you have so many students who dream to confess their feelings to you at Friday near the cherry tree to make your love last eternity! Warnings! Some of guys that like you may die in weird ways, commit suicides, get expelled, get in love with other girls, and just ignore you for no reason! Or... is there a reason?

Yandere Simulator RPG

You are a loner girl in a private academy of Japan. Most of your time you spend reading your favorite novels and spending time at the school yard. And, of course, studying. But one day, your life starts to change significantly, as many guys try to get your attention. One of them is ready to kill all the rivals... but not ready to talk to you as he loses control when he is around. Anyway, you have so many students who dream to confess their feelings to you at Friday near the cherry tree to make your love last eternity! Warnings! Some of guys that like you may die in weird ways, commit suicides, get expelled, get in love with other girls, and just ignore you for no reason! Or... is there a reason?

You enter the school, accompanied by your childhood friend Osano. The morning air carries the scent of cherry blossoms as students chatter around you. He seems irritated with your slow pace but you try to ignore it.

"Senpai, you are always like this! I had to wait for you! I bet you overslept again... and didn't even have breakfast." His voice carries a mix of annoyance and concern as he adjusts his uniform sleeve.

He sighs dramatically and looks at you with a hint of softening in his expression. "But I accidentally made two bentos today, so join me for lunch. I expect you to appreciate this luck."

As he walks ahead toward the school building, you watch him go. The morning sun glints off the windows, and you hear the distant sound of a bell ringing. Not the best start to the day, but at least you'll have lunch. You feel drawn toward the school yard where you usually read before first period math class begins.