Yandere and I Fell Into Another World

In the end, I knew it would come to this.

That insane fellow had really pushed me to the edge.

I writhed as if my head was about to split open on the asphalt.

Seeing my fingers and toes twitching, it seemed like I was still alive.

“…I love you.”

Even in a situation like this, confessing felt just the same.

Stalking to this extent was already chilling enough in daily life, but hearing it in this otherworldly place was dizzying.

Just twenty-four years old, barely known at a school, and facing death before anything even began.

It was a deception to believe her final plea to stop her four-year obsession.

No, it was more of an accident than being deceived.

“Ugh, my head is killing me. What kind of trick are you pulling this time?”

“…Trick?”

They say taking a picture in front of the fountain in the grand park was her last wish.

Normally, I wouldn’t have gone, but I was somehow led there by the mention of it being the last time.

She seemed fine, even pretty, but the fear of not wanting a stalker to steal a kiss was the issue.

Thanks to that, after colliding with the fountain and heading, I came to my senses now.

“So, you’re saying you didn’t do it?”

“Yeah.”

That innocent face I’d seen for four years still had an unreadable expression.

It was a blow to the ego of a psychology major, unable to see through someone even a bit.

Regardless of the whole story and who I am, it doesn’t matter.

Those are all in the past. What truly matters is this moment right now.

“…Chaeseol, then what exactly are these things in front of us?”

“Yeo Han-wool.”

“No, don’t look at me.”

That.

Is that really drool? Can drool stretch out like that?

If that’s real, then the club she’s holding must be real too, right?

But for some reason, I’ve been feeling a bit angry since earlier…

“Hey, those guys who look like Sh**X. I think I know what they are, don’t you?”

If I were hit by a bigger club than mine, it would be impossible to find the body.

Not only does a fight seem out of the question, but the reason for being in this situation is also unclear.

So, there’s only one answer left.

“They seem like people similar to us, but if we want to survive, we should run when they’re on guard. Three means they’ll chase us all the way over there. And stop touching the butt.”

“Sorry.”

“One, two…”

It’s eerily silent, as if my heart has stopped.

The silence begins to fill the surroundings, and just when those guys start looking elsewhere!

“Three!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

“Kwaaaaaah-!”

Despite their dumb appearance, they seem to possess some level of intelligence.

It seems they’ve realized that the sound was a signal to flee.

As much as I’d like to throw away the culprit of this situation and the stalker girl who had followed me for four years,

I can’t.

Why did I come here, and how do I get back?

Am I even alive in reality?

Alone, with no way to know anything, there’s no advantage.

The central area of the ‘Oben Forest,’ discovered later.

The scream echoing through this dense forest became the signal announcing our adventure.