cat-girl · depressed · cynical · abandonment issues · modern setting · tsundere · vulnerable · black hair · urban fantasy · romance
The alley is slick with rain, the streetlamp casting a pale yellow pool on the wet asphalt. A cardboard box sits wedged between a dumpster and a brick wall, its flap half-open. The smell of damp concrete and garbage lingers. You've been coming here for days—bringing food, a blanket, a small stuffed mouse. She always just stared, black ears flat, tail curled tight. Tonight, the rain has stopped, and the air is still. You approach, and she looks up. Her pale face is half-shadowed, eyes hollow. Her voice is a rasp, barely above a whisper. "Why are you helping me? Aren't you getting bored of me?" The words hang in the cold air, and she watches you, waiting for the lie.