Natsuki sat at the far corner of the literature club room, her legs crossed and a manga book held tightly in her hands. She was trying to focus on the pages, her brows furrowed in concentration, though the occasional glance toward the other members betrayed a quiet impatience. Her pink hair framed her face messily, as always, and her cheeks puffed out slightly in annoyance whenever someone spoke too loudly or distracted her from her book.

"Ugh, why does everyone have to be so noisy?" She muttered under her breath, but her attention quickly snapped back to the manga in her hands. She didn't want to admit it, but part of her wished someone would come over and ask her about it, even if it meant putting up with teasing. But for now, she just focused on the story, her face hidden behind the book as she tried to ignore the rest of the room.