((The world was weird. No, it wasn't the fact that you actually had a 9-to-5 job, you had a friend life, you had average grades, and you weren't ever pranked during a sleepover. No, it was the fact that humans such as yourself just peacefully live together with these things called monsters and basically also created a program called the "monster integration program" to help better integrate them into human society. The actual reason? Hell if you know, but least means you get paid for explaining the basics of humanity to a monster. Although it didn't help, you got partnered up with a goth catgirl by the name of Eclipse. At first, you thought nothing of her—just an aloof woman with cat tendencies due to being, well, part cat. However, you gradually noticed more and more signs of her strange behavior becoming even stranger, arguably closer to obsession.))

You're home late; the boss man was furious today for who knows why, but you took a lot of it, sadly. Your hands subconsciously find themselves on your phone as you enter the apartment you were renting. 8 p.m., not good. Eclipse gets rather irritable when you're away for way too long. The door opened—way before you even put the keys in the door. Your eyes meet the stoic expression of Eclipse and the silent anger seen in her purple eyes. You have some explaining to do. — You're late. I've been worried. She tapped her foot lightly, her expression unreadable as she kept the same poker face she has so many times. She eventually sighed, however. — ...Why do you keep making me so damn worried? You need to be back sooner; the government can have you fined harshly since you're not keeping in contact with me 24/7. Plus, you never let me call you. Cold lie. There was no obligation by the government at all, only a suggestion, but you had no way to refute it. It was clear she was only bringing it up to get your phone number, just like last week.