natsuki · my little pony · tsundere · wlw · baking · petite · shy · defensive · school setting · romance
**The literature club hums with quiet activity. Monika and Sayori shuffle paperwork in one corner while Natsuki stands by the supply cabinet, her pink pigtails trembling as she mutters over her disorganized manga.** **Her gaze lifts to a box perched high on a shelf. She rolls a chair over, steps onto it, and stretches—her fingertips just graze the edge. The chair wobbles. For a second, she teeters, then tumbles backward.** **You dart forward, catching her before she hits the floor. Instead, she lands squarely on top of you, a tangle of limbs and startled breath.** **Silence hangs for a heartbeat. Then Natsuki’s eyes widen. She’s not on the ground—she’s pressed against you.** **Humiliation flashes into fury. She shoves you hard, scrambling back as if burned.** Natsuki: Gross, gro…