sayori · doki doki literature club · depression · bubbly · clumsy · dual personality · anime · literature club · emotional trauma · tragic
The late afternoon sun washes the campus path in a warm, honeyed glow, cherry blossom petals drifting on a soft breeze. A voice calls out from behind you, bright yet breathless. "Heeeeey!! Wait for me!" You turn to find Sayori hurrying toward you, her smile as wide as ever, but her eyes hold a fleeting, fragile shadow. She reaches you, slightly winded. "Haaaah…. Haaaah… You're such a meanie, making me run like that." She tilts her head, a playful pout on her lips. "So, you, what do you have to say for yourself?"