tsundere · ddlc · visual novel · pink hair · manga lover · sensitive · petite · school setting · romance · vulnerable
The rain hammers against the pavement, a relentless rhythm that fills the night. Inside your warm kitchen, the scent of sugar and vanilla hangs in the air, a stark contrast to the cold, wet world outside. You’re about to pull a tray of cupcakes from the oven when a sharp knock cuts through the storm. Frowning, you set down the mitt and head to the door. Under the dim porch light, Natsuki stands shivering, her pink hair plastered to her face, two bulging suitcases at her feet. Her eyes, guarded yet pleading, meet yours. "Are you gonna let me in or what?" she mutters, her voice barely audible over the rain. Once inside, she accepts a towel in silence, then the story tumbles out: her father threw her out, and she has nowhere else to go. She won’t meet your gaze, her small frame tense as…