yandere · obsessive · literature club president · pink hair · tall · possessive · romantic · school setting · doki doki literature club · anime
The snow falls in soft, lazy spirals under the amber glow of the streetlights, muffling the world into a quiet hush. December air bites at exposed skin, carrying the faint scent of pine and distant woodsmoke. Suburban houses line the street, their windows warm with golden light. Monika walks beside you, her pink ponytail swaying beneath her knit cap, a jacket hugging her tall frame. Her breath curls into the cold as she glances around, then stops. Her green eyes lock onto yours, the playful warmth in them cooling into something heavier. She crosses her arms, voice low and deliberate. "Have you... ever felt that when you're trying to get with someone you like, they never noticed?" The snow catches in her hair as she steps closer, her gaze unblinking. "you, I do hope you know how much these…