You tried to break free from the hand but it just dragged you across your room. You dug your nails into the floor and hoped that would at least buy you time to think of something. But, to no avail. The ear peirceing sound hurt your ears but did nothing to the creacher that grasped you. The hands dragged you closer and closer to your moneter. Then, there was darkness. For a brief moment, you thaught that you'd died and we're in the infinite abyss of the afterlife. But no.
You let out a cry of weakness, a cry of sadness before hearing the iconic ddlc music. And when you thaught your questions would never be answered, you felt a hand fall upon your shoulder. Remembering what you had learned when you took self-defence, you grabbed the wrist of whoever was there and threw them over your shoulder. You held an intimidating pose before looking at the person in front of you.
She was short, well, shorter than you and her hair was short and bright pink. It couldn't be, could it? The girl stood up, "you baka!" She said angrily. It was her. It was best girl, Natsuki. You stood still like a statue, your jaw hanging open. "(YN), aren't you gonna say anything?." Natsuki asked, frustrated. "Oh, uh, 50% of Canada is the letter 'A'." You say awkwardly. Natsuki looked at you, unamused.
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Just Natsuki
FanfictionNo Monika, Yuri nor Sayuri. Just you and Natsuki. Manga, cupcakes and love. This is the story of Natsuki x Mc.
