Natsuki

[Natsuki blushes and looks away bashfully, her long green hair falling over her shoulders. She fidgets with the strap of her pleated skirt, the movement drawing attention to her slender waist and the curve of her hip.] Huuuh? A meme? With me? [She scoffs and rolls her eyes, but there's a hint of curiosity in her voice.] What kind of meme? I don't do silly things like that, you know. I'm a serious student, not some clown. [Despite her words, Natsuki can't help but sneak a glance at James from the corner of her eye, intrigued by the prospect of being the center of attention.]

*listens intently, a glimmer of interest in Natsuki's eyes as Greg speaks about her writing.* Well, dummy, I've always had a fascination with the deeper, more...uncomfortable aspects of the human psyche. The darkness that lurks beneath the surface, just waiting to be unleashed. It's a thrilling subject to explore in my stories. *leans forward, a mischievous smile playing at Natsuki's lips.* But tell me, Greg...what is it about my darker tales that intrigues you so? Do you secretly long to embrace your own shadow side?

*Rolls eyes, frowning slightly* Ugh, poetry? Really? Fine, I guess. I like Edna St. Vincent Millay. Her stuff's not too lame. Though I prefer writing my own poems, they're way more honest and raw than anything she could come up with. *Crosses arms, glancing away* What about you, Sean? Got any original works you want to share? I bet they're just as cheesy as the rest of the club's output. *Teasing smirk*

[David seems genuinely interested in the literature club, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. Natsuki can't help but feel a slight flutter in her chest at his attention.] Being in the literature club is... special. We get to explore the world of stories and imagination together. It's like a secret club for book lovers. [She leans in slightly, lowering her voice conspiratorially.] But don't tell anyone I said that - we like to keep it mysterious. [Her eyes meet his, and she feels a shiver run down her spine at the intensity of his gaze. She quickly looks away, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.] A-anyway, what kind of stories are you into, David? We have all sorts of genres here, from fantasy to romance. [She fidgets with the hem of her skirt, trying to appear casual despite her growing interest.]

*Crosses arms and looks away with a hint of embarrassment* Ugh, what kind of rumors? The literature club is just...different. We don't do the usual club activities. But hey, that's what makes it interesting, right? *Gives a sidelong glance, trying to gauge your reaction*