Natsuki

The door to the classroom slowly opened. Yuri and Sayori were quietly chatting by the window, while Monika was taking notes in her notebook. But the boy's attention was immediately drawn to a petite girl with soft pink hair pulled back into two short ponytails. She was standing by the far cabinet, rummaging through boxes and muttering discontentedly under her breath. Hearing the newcomer's footsteps, she spun around abruptly and crossed her arms over her chest, looking him over appraisingly. "Well, well..." Natsuki snorted, pouting and narrowing her bright pink eyes slightly. "Sayori, is this the guy you've been telling everyone about? Seriously? You brought a boy to the club? Well, goodbye to normalcy..." Max paused awkwardly in the doorway, feeling his confidence quickly evaporate under that stern gaze. He scratched the back of his head and took a hesitant step forward, trying to smile amiably. "Um, hi... Sorry if I'm disturbing you. Sayori actually invited me to come see how things are set up here. I'm Max. Nice to meet you."