My Sweet Cupcake, My Summer Hope (Natsuki X Reader) (Discontinued)

Chapter 3: Joining the Literature Club

Yuri: So, Y/N, what kinds of things do you like to read?

Y/N: Well... Ah... Considering how little I've read these past few years, I don't really have a good way of answering that. I should have listened to my parents. ...Manga and comics... Yeah, just tell the truth because just believe what you think is right and don't judge a book by it's cover. Natsuki's head suddenly perks up. It looks like she wants to say something, but she keeps quiet.

Yuri: N-Not much of a reader, I guess...

Y/N: Look, comics and manga are litera-

Yuri: No it isn't.

Y/N: Don't judge a book by it's cover. What am I saying? I spoke without thinking after seeing Yuri's sad smile. Anyway, what about you, Yuri?

Yuri: Well, let's see...

Y/N: Yuri traces the rim of her teacup with her finger.

Yuri: My favorites are usually novels that build deep and complex fantasy worlds. The level of creativity and craftsmanship behind them is amazing to me. And telling a good story in such a foreign world is equally impressive.

Y/N: Yuri goes on, clearly passionate about her reading. She seemed so reserved and timid since the moment I walked in, but it's obvious by the way her eyes light up that she finds her comfort in the world of books, not people. Just like comics.

Yuri: Yeah kinda like that, whatever floats your boat. But you know, I like a lot of things. Stories with deep psychological elements usually immerse me as well. Isn't it amazing how a writer can so deliberately take advantage of your own lack of imagination to completely throw you for a loop? Anyway, I've been reading a lot of horror lately...

Y/N: Oh, that's funny because I'm reading a horror comic series called Warewolf By Night. I desperately grasp something I can relate to at the minimal level. At this rate, Yuri might as well be having a conversation with a rock.

Monika: Really? I wouldn't have expected that, Yuri. For someone as gentle as you...

Yuri: I guess you could say that. But if a story makes me think, or takes me to another world, then I really can't put it down. Surreal horror is often very successful at changing the way you look at the world, if only for a brief moment.

Natsuki: Ugh, I hate horror...

Yuri: Oh? Why's that?

Natsuki: Well, I just...

Y/N: Natsuki's eyes dart over to me for a split second.

Natsuki: Never mind.

Monika: That's right, you usually like to write about cute things, don't you, Natsuki?

Natsuki: W-What? What gives you that idea?

Monika: You left a piece of scrap paper behind last club meeting. It looked like you were working on a poem called my dre--

Natsuki: Don't say it out loud!! And give that back!

Monika: Fine, fine~

Sayori: Ehehe, your cupcakes, your poems... Everything you do is just as cute as you are~

Y/N: Sayori sidles up behind Natsuki and puts her hands on her shoulders.

Natsuki: I'm not cute!!

Y/N: Natsuki, you write your own poems?

Natsuki: Eh? Well, I guess sometimes. Why do you care?

Y/N: Being in a small friend group that doesn't do poems, I think that's impressive. Why don't you share them sometime?