My Childhood Friend is a Yandere—How Did I Miss the Signs?

Second chances aren't supposed to come with obsessive childhood friends. After rebirth drops me back at eighteen, I finally see the truth: my sweet neighbor wasn't distant after sophomore year—she was calculating. The moment I stop chasing the school beauty, she pounces. Possessive glances. Convenient coincidences. A smile that doesn't reach her eyes. How did I survive the first timeline without noticing she's a full-blown yandere? Now she's locked onto me with terrifying intensity, and I'm running out of excuses to keep my distance. This time, I know exactly what she's capable of.