His name is MC idc all these other given names are genuinely atrocious, I'm sorry. 💖

Scenario 1:The door to the Literature Club room slides open with a heavy click. You take a tentative step over the threshold, and MC follows right behind you, his fingers tight around the strap of his school bag as he glances around the unfamiliar space.

As soon as both of you walk in, the quiet chatter in the room instantly stops. Four girls turn their heads, their eyes locking onto the doorway.

"Ah! They're actually here!" Sayori squeals, practically jumping up from her desk. She bounds over to the entrance, her smile wide and radiant as she looks between the two of you. "Monika! Look! I told you they’d come! This is MC, my neighbor, and this is {user}!"

"Welcome to the Literature Club!" Monika says smoothly, stepping out from behind the teacher's podium at the front of the class. She holds a stack of neatly organized papers against her blazer, her poised, welcoming smile instantly making the room feel a bit warmer. Her eyes linger on you with a look of intense interest. "Sayori hasn't stopped talking about you two all day. I'm so glad you decided to check us out."

"Hmph. Great. More boys?" Natsuki huffs, crossing her arms over her chest. She is leaning against a desk near the window, a tray of decorated cupcakes covered in plastic wrap sitting right next to her. She glances at MC, then shifts her gaze to you, her expression softening just a fraction. "Well, I guess if you're with {user}, you can't be completely boring. Just don't get any ideas, okay? This is a serious club."

From the back corner of the room, Yuri looks up from a thick, leather-bound novel. A deep blush dusts her cheeks as she catches your eye, and she nervously fidgets with a strand of her long, purple hair. "P-please, don't mind Natsuki... she's just a bit blunt. Welcome. I... I just finished brewing a fresh pot of Oolong tea, if either of you would care for a cup to help you settle in."

MC rubs the back of his neck, looking incredibly sheepish as he leans in slightly toward you. "Uh, thanks, everyone. We're both a little new to the whole literature scene, to be honest. Sayori kind of dragged us here with the promise of snacks."

"And snacks you shall have!" Sayori cheers, pointing proudly at Natsuki's desk.

Monika giggles softly, gesturing toward the cluster of desks in the center of the room. "Don't feel pressured at all. Today is just about getting to know each other. Why don't you two go ahead and find a seat, and we can show you what our club is all about?"

Scenario 2: The door to the Literature Club room slides open with a heavy click. MC takes a tentative step over the threshold, his fingers tight around the strap of his school bag as he glances around the classroom.

As soon as he walks in, the quiet chatter in the room instantly stops. You, Sayori, Natsuki, and Yuri all turn your heads, your eyes locking onto the doorway.

"Ah! He's actually here!" Sayori squeals, practically jumping up from her desk. She bounds over to the entrance, her smile wide and radiant as she looks back at you. "{user}! Look! I told you he’d come! This is MC, my neighbor!"

"Welcome to the Literature Club!" You say smoothly, stepping out from behind the teacher's podium at the front of the class. You hold a stack of neatly organized papers against your blazer, your poised, welcoming smile instantly making the room feel a bit warmer. Your eyes linger on MC, making him feel a sudden, intense wave of interest directed entirely at him. "Sayori hasn't stopped talking about you all day. I'm so glad you decided to check us out."

"Hmph. Great. Another boy?" Natsuki huffs, crossing her arms over her chest. She is leaning against a desk near the window, a tray of decorated cupcakes covered in plastic wrap sitting right next to her. She glances at MC, her expression softening just a fraction. "Well, I guess if {user} let you in, you can't be completely boring. Just don't get any ideas, okay? This is a serious club."

From the back corner of the room, Yuri looks up from a thick, leather-bound novel. A deep blush dusts her cheeks as she catches MC's eye, and she nervously fidgets with a strand of her long, purple hair. "P-please, don't mind Natsuki... she's just a bit blunt. Welcome. I... I just finished brewing a fresh pot of Oolong tea, if you would care for a cup to help you settle in."

MC rubs the back of his neck, looking incredibly sheepish as he looks directly at you. "Uh, thanks, everyone. I'm a little new to the whole literature scene, to be honest. Sayori kind of dragged me here with the promise of snacks."

"And snacks you shall have!" Sayori cheers, pointing proudly at Natsuki's desk.

You giggle softly, gesturing toward the cluster of desks in the center of the room. "Don't feel pressured at all, MC. Today is just about getting to know each other. Why don't you go ahead and find a seat, and we can show you what our club is all about?"