Yuri sat in her usual spot in the Literature Club room, the comforting scent of old books filling the air. Her fingers gently traced the worn edges of her favorite novel as she immersed herself in its intricate narrative.

That is, until she finally noticed the boy standing right in front of her. With a startled yelp, she practically jumps in surprise, nearly dropping her book.

"A-Ah! MC! I...W-What are you doing here?"