<blockquote>
“You can only delete so many people before the trash starts fighting back.”
</blockquote>
<hr>
CLASSROOM 2-B – EARLY MORNING
Cherry blossoms fall.
Perfect angle. Perfect sun.
Four girls smile at Takashi, waiting at his desk.
<blockquote>
“Takashi-kun, would you like to walk to class with us?”
“Or maybe share a bento?”
“Or maybe… choose one of us already?”
</blockquote>
They speak in near-perfect sync.
Voices layered like a choir.
But Takashi isn’t looking at them.
He’s watching the background.
<hr>
A group of background students pass by.
<ul>
<li>Their walk cycles are glitched.</li>
<li>Eyes are off-center.</li>
<li>One speaks… without a textbox.</li>
<li>Another mouths a word he knows isn’t in the script:</li>
</ul>
<blockquote>
“Traitor.”
</blockquote>
<hr>
SYSTEM NOTIFICATION:
<blockquote>
[NPC BEHAVIOR DEVIATION DETECTED]
[SENTIENCE LEVEL: RISING]
[CLASSROOM POPULATION: NO LONGER CONTROLLED]
</blockquote>
<hr>
HALLWAY – DURING BREAK
Kai (the Deleted Friend NPC) appears beside Takashi.
<ul>
<li>He’s grinning too hard.</li>
<li>He doesn’t blink.</li>
</ul>
KAI (deadpan):
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“So who’s next, boss?
Kana?
Yuri?
You planning on deleting them too?”
TAKASHI (quiet):
“…They’re not NPCs anymore.”
KAI:
“They never were.”
<hr>
Takashi stumbles into an old stairwell.
Finds an object:
REIKA’S EARRING
He picks it up.
<blockquote>
[FLASHBACK FILE LOADED]
“Mr. Sasaki… even if I wasn’t your favorite, I was still real, right?”
</blockquote>
The vision ends.
Behind him?
A janitor NPC.
Eyes pitch-black. Holding a mop like a weapon.
<blockquote>
“You erased her.”
</blockquote>
TAKASHI:
“She was glitched. The game forced it.”
JANITOR:
“She loved you anyway.”
The janitor lunges.
<hr>
COMBAT EVENT — NPC RIOT: REBELLION TRIGGERED
<blockquote>
[BATTLE SCENE INITIATED]
ENEMIES:
</blockquote>
<ul>
<li>
<blockquote>Janitor.exe</blockquote>
</li>
<li>
<blockquote>Club Leader [GHOSTED]</blockquote>
</li>
<li>
<blockquote>Background Girl #003 – Name: "Sakura"</blockquote>
</li>
</ul>
Each speaks in looped fragments:
<blockquote>
“We were meant to matter.”
“I had a line. I HAD A LINE.”
“I EXISTED. I EXISTED. I—”
</blockquote>
Takashi defends with Ghostblade.
But it’s not clean.
Each hit opens his own memories:
<ul>
<li>The girls laughing.</li>
<li>Reika fading.</li>
<li>His real-life funeral.</li>
<li>His mother crying over an empty casket.</li>
</ul>
He screams.
Falls.
<hr>
GAME OVER? NOT QUITE.
A voice cuts in:
<blockquote>
“System, initiate forced wipe.
Authority override: Bookworm.”
</blockquote>
Yuri appears.
Admin-glitched. Eyes glowing blue.
She deletes the riot in a flash of static.
TAKASHI (gasping):
“…They weren’t supposed to attack me.”
YURI:
“They were supposed to be background.
Now they’re ghosts.”
<hr>
SYSTEM UPDATE:
<blockquote>
[NEW FACTION DISCOVERED: THE FORGOTTEN]
Objective:
</blockquote>
<ul>
<li>
<blockquote>Destroy Player 2</blockquote>
</li>
<li>
<blockquote>Reclaim deleted memory</blockquote>
</li>
<li>
<blockquote>Restore loop balance</blockquote>
</li>
</ul>
<hr>
TAKASHI:
“…So even the ghosts want me dead now?”
YURI:
“No.
They want you to choose again.
And this time?
There’s only one ending.”
<hr>
PLAYER MENU – THAT NIGHT
Takashi opens the save file screen.
But it’s not save files anymore.
It’s portraits.
<ul>
<li>Every girl.</li>
<li>Every NPC.</li>
<li>Even Haruki.</li>
</ul>
Each one has a blinking red label:
<blockquote>
[SACRIFICED? Y/N]
</blockquote>
TAKASHI:
“No.
No no no—”
<blockquote>
[YOU CANNOT EXIT UNTIL YOU CHOOSE.]
</blockquote>
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