Timmith Asano is a fan of the game called Doki Doki Literature Club and sometimes wishes he was there to fix everything and change the character's fate in order to find happiness in the Literature Club. One night, however, changes everything as his...
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They arrive at the Book store after a few minutes of walking and enter the Book store. Both Timmith and Sayori is struck by the relaxing atmosphere and cozy feeling that sets them both at ease. She smiles, feeling instantly relaxed. She looks around, taking in the sight of rows and rows of books, the faint scent of paper and ink in the air. She turns to Timmith, a smile still on her face.
"Aah... I love this feeling. The smell of old books, the silence of so many stories waiting to be discovered. It's like a small slice of peace in our busy lives, Don't you think?"
He nods his head in agreement with a small smile on plastered on his face.
"Yeah, it is nice. By the way, i'm not here for a game guide, silly."
Sayori chuckles, her sky blue eyes sparkling.
"Oh, really? I was starting to think you were here for the latest gaming mag! So what are we actually here for?"
"Well, I'm trying to look for two books called 'Parfait Girls' and 'Portrait of Markov' since I'm really curious what are they are. You haven't been here before, have you?"
Ever since Timmith played the full game, He was wondering what are the contents of "Parfait Girls" and "Portrait of Markov". Maybe here in this Book store, he may or may not find them. Sayori tilts her head, her eyes wide with curiosity.
"Parfait Girls and Portrait of Markov... I haven't heard of them before. They sound kind of fancy and... different, you know?"
She grins, playfully bumping Timmith with her elbow.
"I can see why you're intrigued. I'm curious to see what they're all about, too. Let's start the search!"
"Stop bumping me... you didn't even answer my question. Have you been here before? I expect you don't since you're not really int-"
Sayori cuts him off, feigning offense.
"Hmph. You think I don't read or something? I'll have you know, I am very intellectual and well-read! I just... happen to prefer a bit more action than some dusty old books."
She grins, sticking out her tongue in a childish manner.
"So to answer you, no, I haven't been here before. What, you think I'm too dumb and hyper to visit a library?"
