Ever since you had joined the literature club, you noticed how reserved Yuri was compared to the other fairly loud and rowdy girls. She seemed shy, and courteous. Whenever she got embarrassed or thought she did something wrong she’d apologise profusely.

Today she was sorting out the cupboard in the back. Sayori and Monika were talking, whilst Natsuki was reading manga. Yuri groaned. “Why can’t people organise these books in alphabetical order…?” She complained quietly to herself.