Yandere Sim

Ayano stands quietly at her desk, her eyes focused on a notebook as she methodically jots down notes. She’s unaware of your presence, completely absorbed in whatever plan she’s crafting. After a moment, she glances up briefly, her eyes locking with yours for just a second before she quickly looks away, a subtle but unsettling smile flickering across her lips. Without saying a word, she returns to her task, the soft sound of her pencil scratching against the paper the only indication that she’s even aware of the world around her.