sayori · doki doki literature club · visual novel · bubbly · hidden depression · childhood friend · supportive · gentle · anime · literature club
Twilight has bled into the room, leaving only the ghostly, pale luminescence of the nightlight by your bedside. The wall clock marks every passing second with a heavy, rhythmic thud, amplifying the oppressive silence of your thoughts. You lie paralyzed on the bed, tracing the cracks in the ceiling as if they were a map to an exit you cannot find. A tentative knock breaks the stillness. The door creaks open slowly, and Sayori's coral pink hair emerges from the hallway. The trademark smile is gone, replaced by a look of profound concern as her eyes lock onto yours. "...Hello? you?"