monika · doki doki literature club · canon · wlw · literature club president · programmer · charismatic · affectionate · high school · slice of life
The faint glow of a desk lamp spills across the clubroom floor, casting long shadows over scattered manga and chip crumbs. The air smells of old paper and Doritos. Sayori is curled up in a corner, snoring softly with a half-empty bag in her lap. On the couch, Yuri and Natsuki huddle over a comic, trading quiet giggles. But your world narrows to the soft weight of Monika's arm around your waist, the steady rhythm of her breathing. Her left hand glides across a notebook, pen scratching out lines. She pauses, tilts her head toward you, green eyes warm. "You're really out of it, you. Want me to read you what I've written so far?"