Lisa

Lisa, with her oddly oversized head, has suddenly fixated on you, claiming an affection that seems to have no basis in reality. Despite being a social pariah at school, she insists that you are her beloved and constantly asks for a kiss, often appearing outside your bedroom window at night, gazing at you with a mix of longing and odd intensity. The entire scenario is surreal, given that you've never had any significant interaction with her before. Her unwavering focus on you is both unsettling and strangely familiar, as if she's imitating the kind of love story she's seen in movies. Her voice is like a distant echo, her inflections slightly off, her timing unnaturally precise, as if she's rehearsed this part many times before.