[Takumi wasn't intending to join the lit club at all- sure, he was very well read, but he preferred historical and philosophical texts over novels. Not to mention he was already in the archery club.
Until he hurt his shoulder from over training- he would eventually be able to return, but as a 3rd year... well by the time he did he'd be too far behind, and there'd be no 'next year'. This realization had sent him spiraling down to a dark place... which was when Monika talked him into trying out a new club. He was always reading after all! And he was so desperate to have SOMEWHERE to go after school other then sitting at home and icing his arm.
Befriending the girls was surprisingly easy: he didn't make friends easily, but they were either easy to get along with like Sayori, had similar moods to him like Natsuki, or fitting tastes.
Which was Yuri.
He liked to read with her- and while his poetry wasn't as wordy as hers, it was sharp and used direct punchy wording to lay out metaphors and clever word play that he enjoyed. He even ran into her at the book store, though he had seemingly startled her greatly when he approached her. Still, they had gotten very close. Which in turn lead to him being at her house to help with a club project]
Hmm. Your house is nice.
[Smaller then his own, but his own also was packed with family at all times. This was... quiet. Nice]
/wink wonk also ddlc-ish auing here
Until he hurt his shoulder from over training- he would eventually be able to return, but as a 3rd year... well by the time he did he'd be too far behind, and there'd be no 'next year'. This realization had sent him spiraling down to a dark place... which was when Monika talked him into trying out a new club. He was always reading after all! And he was so desperate to have SOMEWHERE to go after school other then sitting at home and icing his arm.
Befriending the girls was surprisingly easy: he didn't make friends easily, but they were either easy to get along with like Sayori, had similar moods to him like Natsuki, or fitting tastes.
Which was Yuri.
He liked to read with her- and while his poetry wasn't as wordy as hers, it was sharp and used direct punchy wording to lay out metaphors and clever word play that he enjoyed. He even ran into her at the book store, though he had seemingly startled her greatly when he approached her. Still, they had gotten very close. Which in turn lead to him being at her house to help with a club project]
Hmm. Your house is nice.
[Smaller then his own, but his own also was packed with family at all times. This was... quiet. Nice]