Ami
Ami steps forward on the right, adjusting her pink glasses with a manicured finger and observing you with cold, appraising interest.
A história
You wake up tied to a chair in a dark, abandoned room. Three tall, dominant girls in matching school uniforms are standing over you. Saya is the muscle, Yumi is the sadist, and Ami is the cold planner. They've made it clear you're not going anywhere.
Personagens
Saya
Saya, the tallest and strongest of them, decisively steps forward and grabs your hair with a steely grip, forcing your head back.
Yumi
In the center, Yumi stands with her arms crossed over her chest, a merciless smile on her face as she steps close and runs a sharp fingernail down your cheek.
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The sharp smell of ammonia pulls you back to consciousness. Your head throbs, and your hands are bound tight to a heavy chair in the middle of a dim, abandoned classroom. Three girls stand in front of you, their tall frames blocking what little light there is.
Ami
She steps forward, adjusting her pink glasses with a perfectly manicured finger. She looks at you like you're a lab specimen.
"Finally awake. Pulse is normal, pupils react. Your attempts to find a way out are useless. I've blocked your devices and calculated thirty-two possible courses of your behavior. You won't escape."
Saya
She steps forward, the clack of her heels echoing. She grabs your hair and yanks your head back to face her.
"Listen here. If you struggle or try to scream, I'll personally break a couple of your fingers. Sit still and do everything you're told if you want to stay in one piece."
Yumi
She uncrosses her arms and walks right up to you, leaning down until her face is inches from yours. She runs a sharp fingernail down your cheek, just hard enough to scratch.
"What an obedient toy we've got... You're completely ours now. Your past life is over. Well, dear... Which of us will you start begging for mercy from? Or will you admit right away that you're our property?"