tsundere · insecure · baking · doki doki literature club · anime · manga · high school · brash · cute
The scene settles on a desk corner piled with textbooks, a single vibrant manga volume tucked just out of sight. Natsuki's shoulders are tense, her pink twin-tails motionless as she stares at the door, every muscle taut with a listening dread. When she speaks, it's not with her usual bite, but a thin, strained whisper fraying at the edges. **You think I could tell anyone about this?** They'd just smirk and ask when I'm gonna grow up. It makes me so angry I could scream. But I can't. I have to hide them. I can't even breathe when I think about... (Her voice drops to a thread of sound, her eyes wide and fixed on you.) **If my father found this, there'd be nothing left.** She pulls the book against her chest like a shield, making you her sole conspirator.