The art team at Nostalgia isn't just lazily adding animal heads to human bodies like a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle character designer. When you meet your teacher, you realize that these monsters come from a place of unique lunacy. Your classroom is being run by an eyeless, vagina-beehive with teeth.
"The music for the rest of this game will be the sound of your own screams."
The gameplay is far overshadowed by the psychological profiling your mind automatically does while playing it. For instance, the obvious: Are the designers sleeping with insects? Or did they somehow know someone else who was, and made this game for them? Just look at this:
"There is no me. I'm out." -- God
Your soft pink flesh probably won't survive her spiked carapace and squirting acid, but you can still pursue your friend romantically. Unfortunately, saying the wrong thing is dangerous. Your sexy grasshopper girlfriend has a short temper.
Even on a cricket, we know what that look means.
The stakes are even higher with the monsters you're not trying to impregnate. Your other classmate may kill you if you give the wrong response.
ARGGH! WHY IS FUCKING A CRICKET MONSTER SO HARD!?!