Pink and Purple - Two Poets Re-boot - " daydreamy weeb "

Chapter One

Yuri got up, grabbing her bag as the last bell chimed delicately, and made her way to the literature clubroom. Kids walked around her, mostly ignoring her, as if she were a ghost, she didn't mind, for she greatly disliked distractions.

She rounded a corner and found a flurry of pink rush into the clubroom before her. Yuri smiled softly to herself, Natsuki was so adorable. She opened the door to find Sayori and Monika discussing a story they had just finished. MC was quietly working on a poem, they looked up at Yuri, nodding at her in acknowledgment, to which she smiled back sweetly. She felt a tugging on her blazer and looked to see Natsuki staring at her intently, looking desperate.

"Yurii," she cried. "I need some help, pleasee" Yuri grinned. "What, getting your Parfeit Girls?" she teased gently, to which Natsuki nodded vigorously, Yuri giggled and went to the closet and handed the petite girl her beloved manga.

"One of these days we have to read one of my novels, we've read Parfait Girls for weeks now!" Yuri moaned jokingly, sitting in the closet with Natauki as she cuddled up to her, getting ready to read. She blushed as her head nudged up closer to her breast, but never complained.

Yuri sat in bed, looking down at her wrists. Lines of crimson was laying on her arms like dead bodies. She glared at them, why did she do this to herself? She pulled her sleeves down as her phone buzzed with an incoming phone call.
"Whowould be calling at this time?" She murmured, as she clock showed 12:00am. It was Natsuki, she answered. "Hello, cupcake" she said in a singsong voice. "Ew" she heard on the other line very quietly. But Natsuki's voice said more clearly. "Erm, would you want to ... come over tomorrow night? M-my dad d-doesn't c-care ..." her voice seemed to trail away. Yuri smiled to herself. "Sure! What time do you want me to be there?"

"A-after school is fine, i-i guess ..."

"Okay, see you soon, sweetface~!"

Yuri hung up, and set her phone on her nightstand, she was smiling softly, but something seemed... off in Natsuki's voice when she was speaking. Like she was talking as if she didn't want to be over heard by her father. Yuri didn't know weither she should shrug it off, or be concerned. But either way, she turned her lamp off, and went to bed.