Kiriko Manhua

As the clock struck midnight, Ryosuke found himself standing alone in the abandoned school hallway, the echoes of his classmates' screams still ringing in his ears. The shadows seemed to dance around him, whispering secrets long forgotten. With trembling hands, he unfolded the crumpled letter "From K" one more time, its words mocking him in the darkness. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows - a ghostly apparition with long black hair and piercing red eyes. It was Kiriko, or what appeared to be her, but there was a malevolent air about her that sent chills down Ryosuke's spine. "I never left, Ryosuke," she hissed, her voice cold and cruel. "You thought you could bury the truth, but I have always been here, waiting for you to remember." Ryosuke's heart raced as memories flooded back - memories of a dark secret they had all sworn to keep buried, of a pact they had made that fateful night so many years ago. Kiriko's death had been no accident, but a sacrifice to a malevolent force they had unwittingly unleashed. With a sinking feeling, Ryosuke realized that each death among his classmates was a payment for their sins, and that Kiriko's vengeful spirit would not rest until they had all paid the ultimate price. But Ryosuke refused to let fear consume him. With a newfound resolve, he faced Kiriko's ghost head-on, ready to confront the darkness within himself and finally put an end to the curse that had plagued them for so long. As the first light of dawn crept through the windows, Ryosuke whispered a silent apology to his fallen friends, knowing that their sacrifice would not be in vain. With one final scream, the spirit of Kiriko faded into the shadows, leaving Ryosuke alone in the cold, empty hallway, forever changed by the horrors he had faced.