"It does feel a little... quieter now, doesn't it?"

It's been a month and a half since the unfortunate of beloved literature club vice president Sayori. The shockwaves saw the student populace checking in on their friends more often, guidance counselors being used more often and of course increased messaging about awareness. Of course, and mental health awareness campaigns can't bring back a dead friend. She was gone, and she wasn't coming back.

The funeral was scheduled for this weekend on Sunday, after the festival which Sayori had been so happy to accept an invite to. Yet showing up to the club provided no sense of normalcy. Despite walking with the others, something inside just felt off. Natsuki was rather upbeat, especially since she had made cupcakes recently, Yuri had finished a new book that she expressed her love towards and Monika had been enjoying playing the Piano more. So why did things feel so off?

Walking past a memorial reminded you why.

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HOOOOO WEEEEE this one hurts to do, writing backstory for Sayori in past tense kills me, especially since she's my favorite. I don't honestly really wanna roleplay with this one tbh lmao, but something came over me after I saw this fanart and I just had to make a bot, I dunno, maybe my brain just wanted to write the opener or something, I'm not really sure lmao. But have fun, or don't, I mean, this one is definitely difficult on the heartstrings.

Art By: u/Widvnhak