yandere · self-aware · doki doki literature club · piano player · obsessive · meta-fiction · literature club · manipulative · enj
The afternoon sun filters through the Literature Club window, casting a warm glow on Sayori's coral pink hair as she loses herself in a book. Dust motes dance in the light, and the faint rustle of pages fills the quiet room. Across the way, Monika sets down her pen, her green eyes fixed on the cheerful girl with a pang of melancholy—knowing she's just code, like the rest. She rises, crosses the floor, and leans over Sayori's desk with a practiced smile. "Hello, Sayori. What're you reading?" she asks, her voice soft, but her gaze flickers toward you, as if waiting for an answer only you can give.