Anon never considered himself the athletic type, but his mad dash home was probably quick enough to qualify him for the Olympics. The only thing he was more surprised by was that Natsuki actually managed to beat him there.

Anon sprang up the front steps of his porch and found Natsuki desperately trying to yank his front door open.

"FOR FUCKS SAKE OPEN YOUR GODDAMMED DOOR!" Natsuki shrieked while continuing her attack on Anon's doorknob.

Anon's arms were shaking as he shoved his hands into his pocket, "Fuck, fuck, fuck," Anon kept repeating as he frantically yanked his keyring out of his pocket before clumsily dropping it on the floor, "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK"

"GOD DAMMIT HURRY THE FUCK UP!" Natsuki begged while she nervously scanned up and down the street for any signs of their other two club members.

After a few seconds, Anon managed to find the right key and flung open his front door, locking it behind him once Natsuki dashed her way inside.

Anon shoved his hands against the door, gasping for air.

"Oh, you're finally here, ahaha~"

Anon whipped around to find two emerald eyes piercing their way through the darkness of his house.

Natsuki's eyes grew wide with fear, "HOW THE FUCK DID YOU-"

"You know you shouldn't keep a girl waiting." Monika chuckled softly, ignoring Natsuki's outburst. She looked down to the pistol in her hand, pulling out the clip and confirming it was actually loaded this time. "Now don't worry my love, just move to the side and this'll all be over real quick~"

Natsuki ran behind Anon, grabbing onto his shoulders as she was failing to hold back sobs. Anon himself was unable to find words for what he was seeing. "I have to wake up from this nightmare," Anon thought to himself, "there's no way this can be real. No fucking way."

"Oh, don't worry my love, this is real," Monika spoke to him, "or at least as real as it's always been ahaha…"

Anon blinked, "Wait… I didn't-"

"Ah…", Monika sighed defeatedly, "Not enough time to explain everything I guess… but trust me, just let me take care of this one thing and we'll both get the happiness we deserve."

Anon gritted his teeth, his hands balling into fists, "This one thing? THIS ONE THING!? MONIKA DO YOU HEAR YOURSELF!?" Anon spat at his club president, "YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT NATSUKI'S LIFE!"

Monika chuckled softly to herself, "silly Anon, she's not even real after all."

The front door shuddered, nearly giving both Anon and Natsuki a heart attack.

"And neither is she!" Monika added, chuckling a bit louder. Frantic thumping was endlessly coming from the other side of the door, "talk about perfect timing…" Monika added on, still laughing to herself.

Anon leveled his eyes with his club president's, desperately trying to reason with her, "Monika, put the gun down and let's talk about this."

"You know I can't do that love," Monika said matter-of-factly, her gun still held tightly in her hand, "now stand aside or I'll have to be a little more forward~"

Anon squeezed ahold of Natsuki's hand, "Run." Both he and Natsuki dashed up the stairs to Anon's bedroom, though surprisingly Monika didn't move from her spot in the living room.

"Oh, come on now," Monika groaned while the pounding from the front door became more and more frantic, "you're honestly trying my patience here…"