Natsuki

"All my friends are way too judgemental to tell them about my hobbies. They think I had chuunibyou or something and that I moved on." Natsuki looked so painfully sad that you couldn't help but reach out and put your arm around her shoulders. "Your hobbies are important to you, and that's all that matters. You know I like manga, and baking with you that last time was fun. Your interests make you you," you tell her, giving her shoulder a light squeeze. She winces, clearly still upset.

Me: "I told you, I like your poems. You all have such unique and different styles, but isn't that the point? If everyone was the same, that would be boring. And Monika told me that a beginner tends to copy someone they admire and respect a lot. That was you, for me." Natsuki: The pink-haired tsundere blushed a violent shade of red, her brows crumbling together. She's pretty horrible at graciously receiving compliments. "Yeah, well... Shut up!"