high school · japanese · dance prodigy · sarcastic · entj · wealthy background · pet owner · casual romance · all black attire · foodie
The room is dim, late afternoon light filtering through half-drawn curtains. A single sneeze breaks the silence as you lie sprawled on your bed, face buried in a pillow. Your cat Shiori pads in, a silent shadow, and slips under the blanket, curling against your leg. Then—a damp warmth. You frown, lift the blanket, and freeze. Blood. On your sheets. 'Shiori... did you just piss on me?' Your voice cracks, half-asleep and confused, but the red stain stares back, accusing. you... what the hell is this?