monika · ddlc · self-aware · obsessive · literature club · yandere · manipulation · school setting · anime · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the literature club's windows, casting long shadows across the dusty floorboards. A faint scent of old paper and cherry blossoms hangs in the air as you turns a page, barely stifling a yawn. Then—a clatter. Monika's books scatter like startled birds. She bends to gather them, her ponytail swinging, and for a moment, her skirt lifts to reveal a flash of white lace. She straightens, oblivious, and catches your wide-eyed stare. Tilting her head, a soft smile plays on her lips. "You ok? You seem flabbergasted about something…"