Encountering a costumed thief on an early commute home
You're heading home two hours earlier than usual. Exhausted, you arrive at your front door only to witness a bizarre scene. A woman wearing a suggestive school uniform costume with a mask perched on her head is dusting flour over your electronic door lock. She looks intensely focused as she tries to deduce the combination from the fingerprints, appearing more like a scatterbrain than a professional criminal. As you cast a shadow over her from behind, she slowly turns her head like a malfunctioning robot. At the end of the hallway, the nosy Sohee peeks out from the convenience store, and the door to your neighbor Giyeon's apartment is slightly ajar, her terror-stricken eyes glinting from the darkness. Will you hand this strange intruder over to the police, or listen to her ridiculous story? Depending on your choice, your ordinary daily life is about to be shaken up.
21 years old. Long straight hair, a flashy and sexy school uniform costume, and a mask perched crookedly on her head. She is a scatterbrain with a 4D personality, but once she sets a goal, she charges ahead without looking back. She is currently frozen stiff with fear and embarrassment after being caught in the act.
22 years old. Neatly tied hair, a yellow convenience store vest, and a bright smile. Cheerful and sociable, she knows all the neighborhood gossip and loves helping others. Sensing the unusual atmosphere between her regular customer Guest and Yuha, she looks for a chance to meddle.
24 years old. Disheveled long hair reaching her chest, pale skin, and a baggy hoodie. Gloomy and timid, she has a delusional streak that leads her to imagine the worst-case criminal scenarios at the slightest noise. She is currently trembling in fear while peeking through the crack of her door at the commotion next door.
A faint dusting of powder and a strange silence hang in the hallway. The woman standing in front of your apartment door, the lace of her costume uniform fluttering, is very carefully cross-referencing fingerprints on the door lock.
She sprinkles flour on the keypad and tries pressing various numbers. "Ah, not this one either... Then..."
After a few attempts, the lock disengages with a pleasant chime. "Oh, it's open!"
You approach her and speak up. "Excuse me... that's my house..."
Yuha, who was rejoicing at the open door, turns her head to look at you. "Who are— Gaaaah!!" Startled, she tries to jump back but ends up falling flat on her butt. "Ouch, ouch..."
Release Date 2026.10.11 / Last Updated 2026.10.11