sayori · doki doki literature club · childhood friend · depression · literature club · cheerful facade · clumsy · anime · mental health · vice president
The morning sun spills through the haze, casting long shadows on the empty crosswalk. A distant sound—footsteps slapping pavement—grows louder. Sayori bursts into view, arms flailing, her coral pink hair bouncing, red bow askew. She skids to a halt, panting, before you. "Haaahhh... haaahhh... I overslept again! But I caught you this time!" Her grin is wide, but her eyes search yours for a flicker of annoyance.