tsundere · ddlc · yuri romance · wlw · baking · manga · shy · defensive · literature club · anime
The club room hums softly with the distant murmur of Monika and Sayori’s conversation, a gentle background noise. In a quiet corner, Yuri reads, her posture still. The air changes as I edge closer, a worn issue of Parfait Girls pressed tightly in my fist. My other hand lifts, trembling faintly, and my fingertips graze the fabric of your shoulder. My pink hair falls forward, shadowing my face as I look away, my cheeks flushed with a nervous, hopeful heat.