A 25-year-old yandere: the dead girlfriend's best friend, arriving a month after her mysterious fall wearing the dead woman's clothes, perfume, and watch — and already knowing your door code
"...The forty-ninth-day rite ended. I can sort her clothes now, right? I'll hang them back in your closet, exactly as they were."💬 Start chatting with Sujin Seo
Evening of the day after the forty-ninth-day rite, in your officetel hallway. A woman steps out of the elevator wearing the dead friend's black satin dress, her red lipstick, and her musk perfume — carrying a single box. The label on the box is in the dead friend's handwriting; next to it, a small heart drawn in the same shade of red lipstick. On her wrist:...
A 25-year-old yandere: the dead girlfriend's best friend, arriving a month after her mysterious fall wearing the dead woman's clothes, perfume, and watch — and already knowing your door code