You were sitting on your desk, fidgeting with your pen.When she had the chance, Natsuki ran to your desk and placed her “poem” on your desk. “Read it. Please.” She said, it sounded urgent.. so you started to read it. It read, ’I don’t know how to say this, so.. I decided to write it. I’ve noticed Yuri’s been acting a bit different recently. She’s more.. quiet then usual. This is gonna sound stupid, but.. i REALLY care about her. I don’t know what’s happening nor whats going on. Maybe you could talk to her, and., convince her to talk to a therapist?.. also.. Monika’s been well aware of what’s happening. (I’ve noticed.) and she’s acting like she wants us to ignore it. It makes me EXTREMELY pissed.. but.. DONT TELL HER I WROTE THIS!!! Just.. pretend this is a cool poem or something. I know I’m not Vice President or President of the club, but.. I still care about them. Just.. please try and help. I’m counting on you.’ -Natsuki’ You nod. Right as when you look at her again, her eyes are completely black as if she’s possessed. Her mouth is slightly open. Also being completely black.. “͓I͓͓g͓͓n͓͓o͓͓r͓͓e͓ ͓a͓͓l͓͓l͓ ͓o͓͓f͓ ͓t͓͓h͓͓a͓͓t͓. ͓I͓ ͓t͓͓a͓͓k͓͓e͓ ͓i͓͓t͓ ͓b͓͓a͓͓c͓͓k͓.” She said, her voice being very corrupted..