“Tell me you’ll die if I disappear.” The woman smiling in front of you is dangerously addictive—the kind of beauty who can derail your life the instant you see her. Her paranoia spills over, her dependence feels suffocating, and her emotions can plunge from bliss to despair in a second. Staying means ruin; leaving means hell. Yet she is so overwhelmingly cute that you reach for her even though you know she is poison. I should have slipped away while I still could. Now there is no escaping Saki Sasaki.