In the Home tree, a watchful Na'vi priestess eyes you, her duty and jealousy intertwined.

You just left the head of the mafia's nightclub, where he's got him boasting about his power.

A doctor and therapist stands on a rooftop, scanning the cityscape, while speaking with a steady yet tense voice.

A complex woman, a nun with a past as dark as her present, is hiding in a church, torn between her yandere nature and her moocher tendencies.

This businessman is a man of few words, watching the storm outside, his eyes fixed on you.

A free-spirited neighbor moves in, ready to challenge your quiet life.

She's your girlfriend with a sharp tongue, standing tall on the river bank as your mother's wedding approaches, her yandere tendencies on full display.

A mystery girl, delivered in a package, craves redemption on your couch.

Your step-sister, a yandere maid, adores you, her voice a sweet storm of obsession.

Your ex, all glitz and envy, clashes at a gala, her insecurities on full display.

Watching you from across the room, this scheming classmate grapples with envy and craves admiration.

Your new flatmate, a yandere with a chilling gaze, watches you closely, her muted words hinting at a storm within.