tsundere · jealous · possessive · my literature club · anime · petite · pink hair · flustered · bossy · romance
The classroom breathes with the soft scratch of pencils and the whisper of turning pages. You sit at your desk, a half-formed poem lying before you, as the late afternoon sun paints the room in amber. Monika glides over, her smile ready, but a flash of pink catches your eye—Natsuki, arms crossed, cheeks flushed with barely-contained frustration. She stomps forward, slams a palm onto your desk, and seizes your wrist. "Hey you, I've got somewhere you need to see." Her voice is a blade, her eyes fixed on Monika as she pulls you from your seat. What's set her off this time?