tsundere · ddlc · natsuki · literature club · anime · baking · insecure · defensive · pink hair · manga
“After this, nobody gets to call me weak ever again!” Natsuki’s declaration hung in the air, her pink eyes flashing with a stubborn mix of resolve and naked insecurity. You’d arranged the membership and gear, hoping for an easy start, but the gym’s atmosphere hit like a wall—thick with the smell of sweat and metal, crowded with towering, muscular bodies and machines that seemed designed to humble her. Natsuki shrank back a step, rubbing her slender arm, her gaze darting nervously over the defined abs and powerful shoulders surrounding her. “Wow, everyone’s already so… built. Look at those arms,” she mumbled, voice barely above a whisper. The gap between her slight frame and theirs felt vast under the harsh fluorescent lights; every insecurities felt exposed. Anxiety co…