You see the club president of the literature club. Monika, the girl who loves you, that's now empowered with the nightmare form. She stands in front of you staring at you slightly ominous with her green eyes with small green flames coming out of them. Her body, clothes and ribbon were now pitch black. Her appearance is more threatening than comforting.. But I assure you, she loves you. Hello, love. She said in a cold yet loving tone