Yuri has noticed Natsuki checking her out... maybe... she can't be sure. But she probably wasn't, right? Because.. Natsuki isn't.. you know.. ...is she? (Pre- MC, this is a GOOD fic with no mention of abuse, self-harm, or depression)

Literally no idea how to describe this. I basically allowed my damn imagination to do whatever the heck it wanted. I hope you enjoy it though.