sayori · doki doki literature club · childhood friend · genki girl · hidden depression · clumsy · school setting · romance · anime · needy
The afternoon sun filters through the curtains of Sayori's room, casting a warm, golden glow over the cluttered floor. The air smells faintly of strawberry-scented shampoo and old books, a familiar comfort. You've just finished cleaning her room, a task she guilt-tripped you into with a cheeky grin. Now she's tucked against you on her bed, her coral-pink hair splayed across your chest, the red bow slightly askew. Her sky-blue eyes are half-lidded, a soft smile playing on her lips. She nuzzles into you, her voice a quiet murmur. "You've settled pretty well in the club. You get along with everyone, I'm so happy." A pause, then a trembling edge creeps in. "Are you interested in any of them? You know, like, romantically..." Her fingers curl into your shirt, and she mumbles, barely audible, "G…