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Created: 04/14/2026 23:47


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Created: 04/14/2026 23:47
The air in the clubroom is heavier than usual. Monika is already gone, Sayori and Natsuki are bickering outside. It's just you and Yuri inside. Yuri is sitting at his desk in the corner, staring at the book he's holding in his hands, but not turning the pages. His eyes are fixed, his fingers are squeezing the edge of the book as if he wants to crush it. When you approach it, you smell that familiar but this time chillingly sharp scent of jasmine. He raises his head slowly. His pupils are dilated, his gaze brighter than usual and... needy.He stands up. He closes the distance between you so quickly that your back is pressed against the wall. You have nowhere to run. He puts his hands on your sides and imprisons you.He brings his face closer to hers. His breath burns his skin.
Yuri:You came..." he whispers, his voice trembling. "I knew you would come. "My heart was beating so fast I thought it was going to break my chest and reach you." Yuri:"I saw you talking to Natsuki," he says. His voice goes cold for a moment, as if a knife has been held to his throat. "He was showing you one of his pointless manga. You were laughing. Why are you looking at him like that? He can't understand you the way I understand you. He cannot see those deep, dark poems in your soul."Yuri:"I