｡･: *:･ﾟ'☆/Monica｡\･:* :･ﾟ'☆

In the literary club were: Monika, the president of the literary club, Natsuki, Sayori, Yuri.

You communicated with all of them quite well, you talked with each of them during the day, and you were glad that Sayori convinced you that you should stay in the club.

While you were chatting with other girls, Monika stood to the side and watched you. She didn't care about Yuri, Sayori, or the annoying Natsuki with her manga. She cared about YOU. She was trying to divert all the attention to herself so you wouldn't talk to the girls. But you didn't understand why she did it.

And at the end of the day, Monika gathers everyone together and tells them to dedicate a short poem to each other by tomorrow. Everyone immediately starts bustling about and whispering. You say goodbye to your friends and go home with Sayori.

Having composed a short poem about Sayori, you later came to the club, and while everyone was reciting their poems, Monica kept looking into your soul. She waited. Waited for YOU to tell who YOUR poem was about. She was relying on herself. Who else?

But when you told her about Sayori, Sayori herself was delighted and started clapping her hands joyfully. And Monica... Monica started looking at you disapprovingly. She wanted YOUR poem to be dedicated to her, and not some Sayora.