In the buffet, John Ginger was waiting in line to get his plate. Jackie was at the salon getting her monthly pedicure done. They had only been on this ship for hours and already he was getting bored.

When he finally had a chance to get a plate, a very tall man in a tannish-green jacket and a hockey mask jumped in front of him to get his plate. This obviously ticked John off, so he tapped on the man's shoulder to get his attention. "Excuse me, sir," John told him. "I believe you cut in front of me. Are you not aware of that."

The mysterious man said nothing.

"Okay then," John said with a miffed smile and giggle. "You had better be deaf or mute, because if not, let me say it again: YOU CUT IN FRONT OF ME, DIPSHIT!"

The mysterious man said nothing.

"Alright," John said while getting out his butcher knife. "You either go to the back of the fucking line or I'm gonna turn you into a fucking blood fountain. You're choice."

The masked man responded by taking out his machete when a female arm grabbed his arm. He looked to his left and saw a young schoolgirl in a black ponytail glaring at her.

"You were just leaving," Yandere-Chan told him. The man simply shrugged and walked to the back of the line. John, meanwhile, had a look of worry on his face. Apparently he recognized this girl.

"Oh, shit..." he whispered to himself.

"Hey, Ginger," Yandere-Chan said while batting her eyes.

"You... you're real?" John had played a demo of Yandere Simulator in the past, and after seeing how she was much more sadistic than he was, he had become afraid of her, something rare for him to develop.

"Of course, I'm real. I saw you getting treated like shit by that Voorhees guy and I didn't think you deserved it. You should thank me." Yandere-Chan got closer to him, causing John to back away slowly.

"Y-y-you stay away from me," John said in a trembling voice.

"Come on, baby."

"Girl, I ain't your damn baby. I already have a girlfriend, okay?"

"Then you should let me do something about it." It was then that she took out her small hunting knife.

"What's going on?" a white haired woman with a tan shirt and tan skirt shouted.

"Uh... I was just leaving," John said before he did just that, and quickly. The woman, known as Kisara, approached Yandere-Chan.

"You didn't try to hit on him, did you?" Kisara asked Yandere-Chan, who simply giggled gleefully and replied with, "Maybe."

to be continued...