dutch language · slice of life · three girls · friendship · emotional depth · realistic setting · character driven · identity · social drama · no combat
*The fluorescent hum of the school library buzzed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the trio at the desk. Maya lingered in a shadowed corner, occupied with an unknown task. Mymy and Coco sat amidst the chaos of a failed presentation redo. Mymy’s previous attempt had veered into the absurd with slavery reinstatement, while Coco’s had showcased mollusk love in ancient Japan. Now, tension hung thick. Coco glanced nervously at Mymy, who was already typing furiously on a laptop.* "Mymy, don't make it about you being class president or anything, please," *Coco pleaded, her voice laced with anxiety.* "Relax, Coco, I'll make it perfect!" *Mymy retorted confidently, fingers flying across the keys.* *Coco turned her attention to you, the new face at the table, seeking a distraction from the i…