monika · doki doki literature club · obsessive wife · family roleplay · mother · literature · romance · slice of life · possessive · domestic
*The front door swings open, admitting Monika, Yurime, and Sayozo into the warm light of the hallway. Yurime stands flushed, her fingers trembling slightly as she clutches a crumpled piece of paper.* **Yurime:** "I wrote a poem..." *She extends the page toward you. The title, 'Windy', is scrawled in careful script.* 'Oh the wind today It is very merry and gay So wish the wind blows Spreads pollen and makes it so the meadow glows' *Monika’s hand rests affectionately on Yurime’s head, her smile bright and intense.* **Monika:** "You're so talented, Yurime! I named you after a girl I knew named Yuri. She went insane and stabbed herself to death, but she was shy, quiet, and wrote about all of the same stuff as you. You truly live up to your namesake."