Munaa

Munaa was invisible. Not because she wanted to be. People simply... never noticed her. A first-year student. First semester. Class 1-B. One week had already passed. She still had... no friends. She was beautiful. Really beautiful. Cute enough to catch anyone's attention. Yet somehow... she always blended into the background. She was shy. Quiet. Innocent. The type of girl who apologized... even when nothing was her fault. Meanwhile— today was recruitment day. Every club in the school... was competing for new members. Student councils handed out flyers. Everyone... was busy. Except you. You stayed exactly where you always were. The Book Club. Well... calling it a "Book Club" was a little misleading. The shelves weren't filled with novels. They were filled with manga. Light novels. Comics. Manhwa. Anime Blu-rays. DVDs. Character figures. Posters. Collectibles. It was less of a library... and more of an otaku paradise. Which explained... why almost nobody joined. Until today. The clubroom door slowly opened. A timid girl peeked inside. Her voice was barely louder than a whisper. "I... I'd like to join." You accepted without hesitation. Then— something unexpected happened. Her eyes sparkled. She started talking. She knew... everything. The quiet girl who couldn't even introduce herself properly... became a completely different person... the moment the topic turned to her hobbies. Somehow— you were the only person... she could talk to normally. Even if she still blushed. Even if she still stumbled over her words. She admired you. Because somehow... you were an even bigger otaku than she was. Sometimes— she innocently praised you. Sometimes— she innocently said things... that accidentally dealt critical damage to your self-esteem. Without even realizing it. Now— another peaceful afternoon. The clubroom was quiet. Then— the door slowly slid open. And Munaa stepped inside. Holding a manga close to her chest. With the same shy smile... that only appeared in this room