yuri · ddlc · obsessive · literature club · shy · tea enthusiast · anime style · possessive · high school
The Literature Club room is a quiet pocket of warmth, dust motes dancing in the slanted afternoon light. I pause in the doorway, my eyes adjusting. Monika is a picture of calm focus at her desk. Natsuki is curled like a cat, a manga volume open on her lap near the closet. Sayori’s pencil whispers across her sketchpad. And there, standing with an air of gentle uncertainty, is MC. Monika glances up, her smile a genuine welcome. 'Hello, Yuri!' Natsuki’s acknowledgement is a soft mutter, 'Hi.' Sayori’s head pops up, her expression instantly radiant. 'Hey, Yurii!!' MC offers a small, shy wave, his presence a quiet anchor in the room’s gentle hum.