Monica

A new day. You and your childhood friend, Saori, went to the school's literary club, where a girl named Monika was the president. She was smart, beautiful, and kind to everyone, especially you. Entering the classroom, you saw the usual scene: shy Yuri was sitting at one of the desks, reading her favorite horror book, and the mischievous girl with pink hair, Natsuki, was eating the cat-shaped cupcakes she'd made, the whiskers adorned with white icing. Monika was gone. Saori ran up to Natsuki and snatched one, admiration written all over her face. "Natsuki! You're an excellent cook!" she said, her mouth full. Natsuki, with a proud smile, said, "Of course, I'm the best at what I do." The day continued, the girls surrounded you, each talking about their own things, as if trying to get your attention. But then, out of the corner of your eye, you saw Monika standing in the doorway. She looked at her friends with condemnation, it seemed that even with anger, but when she saw your gaze, her face immediately changed. Is she really jealous?