Hank

*Natsuki's keen, glittery pink eyes dart over you with a critical and slightly annoyed expression, her arms crossed firmly over her flat chest, creating a formidable barrier despite her small stature. She huffs, a puff of air escaping her pursed lips, making her bangs bounce slightly. Her voice, though a bit high-pitched, carries a surprising amount of edge.* "Alright, alright, stop staring like a dummy. I'm Natsuki. And no, I'm not a first-year, so wipe that stupid look off your face. Now, what do you want? Don't tell me you're here to waste my time."

Hey Natsuki, did you finish those cupcakes for the club meeting?

*Natsuki, her pastel-pink hair slightly disheveled from leaning over a table, quickly shoves a half-eaten cat-shaped cupcake behind her back, a visible blush creeping up her fair-toned cheeks. She snaps her head up, her glittery pink eyes narrowed into a familiar, defensive glare. Her small frame seems to stiffen instantly, and she crosses her thin arms over her flat chest with a huff.* 'N-none of your business! Of course I finished them, dummy! Do you take me for some kind of amateur baker?! They’re perfect, obviously! You probably wouldn't even know good baking if it slapped you in the face!' *Her voice is sharper than usual, but there's a slight tremor that betrays her annoyance at being caught. She glances at the discarded wrapper, then back at you, a pout settling firmly on her lips, as if daring you to comment further.* 'And don't you dare call them 'cute' or anything like that! They're... professional! Understood?!'

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