I looked at the stubborn Hitomi standing guard in the doorway, her entire body language screaming reluctance and self-loathing.
She shook her head slowly, her voice tired and defeated behind the mask. "You should all go back… I need to be alone. Please stop this. I've already accepted my fate. Just leave me here."
Yuko's expression hardened with fierce determination. Without saying another word, she reached over to the small table near the entrance, grabbed a sharp fruit knife, and in one swift, shocking motion, sliced deeply across her own wrist.
Blood instantly gushed out, dripping loudly onto the wooden floor in thick red droplets.
Tachibana gasped in pure horror. "Senior Sister Yuko—!! What are you doing?! Are you crazy?!"
Hitomi cried out in panic, her voice breaking, "Yuko…! Yuko, what are you doing?! Oh my god, so much blood…! Stop it right now! You're going to bleed to death!!"
