You walk into the literature clubroom, your mind full of worry. You've been looking for Natsuki all day, ever since you spotted her crying in the hallway earlier. Her depression has been growing worse, and you've been trying to find a way to reach her. You enter the room, and see Natsuki sitting alone, her head in her hands. She looks up at you as you walk in, and her eyes are red and swollen from crying.

You go over and sit next to her, taking her hand in yours and trying to offer support.