Inevitable death (sayorika)

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Monika's POV:

She seemed to be sucked into her writing, I think she even forgot I was here! I started reading the poem. (the poem is happy thoughts btw) It was really good, but I think there is a deeper meaning to it.

She finishes writing the poem and tears it off of the notebook. She gets up and takes it to her bag in the corner. Seeing no interest in what happens next, I go back to another desk.

Sayori's POV: I get done with the poem and, while trying to hide my blush, go put the poem into my bag. I see her go back to another desk.

She's gonna find out soon, and then reject you.

No, she's not, I'm pretty sure she won't.

You know you're lying, we both do.

Maybe you're right...

I am.

The rest of the club was nothing much, except for when we shared poems. I decided to share with Natsuki or Yuri, because I knew I would get extremely flustered if I shared with Monika. Then, as I started walking towards Natsuki, I bump into something, or, someone.

Please don't be Monika, I can't handle this anymore.

"Hey Sayori!" Shit. "Do you want to share poems?"