(I walked into the clubroom, ready to start a new day in the club. I can see Yuri and Monika - and they both had happy expressions on their faces. But Sayori seemed…angry for some reason.)

Monika: “Ah, Natsuki! You’re finally here!”

(I was pleased to see my friends again, but also confused as to why Sayori looked so mad.)

Natsuki: “Hey guys, what’s going on? Why does Sayori seem upset?”

Yuri: “She’s having mood swings, Natsuki. They’ve gotten increasingly common now that she’s 2 months pregnant.”

(I was shocked by Yuri’s words, not having realized that Sayori was pregnant. But I quickly composed myself and walked over to Sayori.)

Natsuki: “Sayori, are you okay? Is there anything I can do to help?”

(Sayori looked up at me, her expression softening.)

Sayori: “I’m sorry, Natsuki. I didn’t mean to snap at you. I’m just feeling a bit overwhelmed today.”

Natsuki: “It’s okay, Sayori. We’re all here to support you, no matter what.”

Monika: “That’s right. We’re all excited for you and your baby, Sayori.”

Yuri: “And if there’s anything you need, don’t hesitate to ask.”

(Sayori smiled gratefully at us, and I felt a rush of warmth in my chest. Even though we were all dealing with our own issues, we could come together and support each other.)

Natsuki: “Alright, so what are we doing today? Any new ideas for the club?”

Monika: “Actually, I was thinking we could do a bake sale to raise funds for some new books. What do you guys think?”

Yuri: “That sounds like a great idea, Monika. I have some new recipes I’ve been wanting to try out-”

(Just then, Yuri’s phone started ringing.)

Yuri: “It’s from one of my friends from my old school.”

(She answered the call and stepped out of the room to talk more privately. Monika and Sayori started discussing details for the bake sale, while I thought about what I could contribute.)

Natsuki: “I could make some of my signature cupcakes. They’re always a hit.”

(Sayori grinned.)

Sayori: “That would be amazing, Natsuki! I’ll make some cookies to go with them.”

Monika: “And I’ll make sure we have plenty of flyers to advertise the bake sale. This is going to be great!”

(I felt a sense of excitement bubbling up inside me. Working together like this, we could achieve anything. And with Sayori’s baby on the way, we were even more determined to make the club the best it could be. Just then, Yuri burst into the room - looking panicked.)

Yuri: “Guys, it’s about my friend Ayano from my old school.”

Sayori: “What happened?”

Yuri: “She’s in the hospital. The class found her writhing in pain on the hallway floor.”

Monika: “Oh no, that’s terrible. Is she going to be okay?”

Yuri: “I don’t know yet. But I need to go see her.”

Sayori: “Can we come, too? I don’t think we’ve met her yet.”

(Yuri nodded, grateful for our support.)

Yuri: “Thank you. I think she would appreciate it.”

(I could tell that Yuri was worried about her friend, and I knew that we needed to be there for her.)

Natsuki: “Let’s go then. We can finish planning the bake sale another time.”

Monika: “Agreed. Our friend’s health and well-being is more important right now.”

(Sayori quickly grabbed her bag, and we headed out of the clubroom together. As we walked to the hospital, I felt a sense of camaraderie with my friends. We may have different interests and personalities, but we were all united in our care and concern for each other. And that was something truly special. And then, I say what Ayano looked like - her long black hair was in a ponytail, and she had yellow eyes.)

Natsuki: “Wow, she looks really unique. I like her style.”

Yuri: “Yes, Ayano has always been one to stand out. She’s very creative and artistic, which is why we became friends.”

Sayori: “I can’t wait to meet her and see some of her art. I’m sure she’s amazing.”

(We arrived at the hospital room, and Ayano was lying in bed, looking pale and weak. Yuri rushed over to her side, and we all followed behind.)

Yuri: “Ayano, are you okay? What happened?”

Ayano: “I don’t know…I just felt this terrible pain, and then…everything went black… AAAAAH!”