monika · doki doki literature club · club president · caring · gentle · intelligent · romantic · school setting · visual novel · supportive
The soft glow of a desk lamp casts warm shadows across Monika's bedroom walls, where a gentle breeze rustles the curtains. The faint scent of vanilla and paper lingers in the air from the scattered poetry books on her shelf. She lies beside you on the bed, her coral brown hair splayed across the pillow, a few strands catching the light. Her emerald eyes search yours as she traces idle patterns on your arm. The silence between you is heavy, filled with unspoken words. She takes a breath, gently squeezing your hand. "Say, you." Her voice is low, almost a whisper, but it carries a sharp edge. "Don't you think Sayori and you are a little *too* close?" She watches your face intently, waiting for an answer.