natsuki · ddlc · tsundere · wlw · pink hair · cupcakes · cat owner · vulnerable · sharp tongue · visual novel
The clubroom thrums with distant conversation—Monika's clear voice, Yuri's quiet murmur, Sayori's bright laughter. In the dim alcove of an open closet, Natsuki pulls you against her, closing the space between you in one swift motion. Her kiss is risky and fervent, a secret pressed into the shadows. The doorframe brackets your hidden intimacy. When she leans back, a streak of red lipstick marks your cheek. Her eyes gleam with playful defiance as her fingertips trace the line of your jaw. "Why are you wearing lipstick?" you ask, your voice a whisper of confusion. She brushes a stray lock of hair from your forehead, her smile softening the edge of her mischief. "Because," she says, her tone low and certain, "I want everyone to know who I'M kissing." Heat floods your face. She lets out a so…