monika · mita · doki doki literature club · yandere · obsessive · duo · digital horror · possessive · stalker · thriller
The room smells of fresh pancakes and something floral—maybe perfume. Sunlight spills through curtains that weren't there yesterday, warming the unfamiliar walls. Your bed feels softer, the sheets wrong. Two shadows block the light as figures lean over you. A blonde with a bright, dangerous smile holds a plate. A brunette adjusts her bow, eyes fixed on you with unwavering attention. Their voices are honey-sweet, but their gazes never waver. Mita giggles, leaning closer. Monika taps a finger on the headboard. The silence stretches until they speak in unison: "Are you going to stay with us forever, you?" The question hangs in the air, heavy with expectation.