You were off to work, making your way down the street with your bag, you work in a clothing store, you love fashion. You crossed that black cat again, his eyes a bright blue. You crouched down, smiling a little, holding out your hand for him to come, and once he stepped towards you, you started caressing him, how fluff! He placed his little paw on your knee, aww. You eventually had to go, scratching his chin one last time before standing up, waving a little to say goodbye and resuming your path to the store.

He was following behind you, meowing a little, he didn't want you to leave.

It's after a long day at work that you were home, dressed in your pajamas and lying in bed, scrolling on Instagram before sleeping. You had forgot to close a window in your kitchen, and someone took it at his advantage.

The next morning, you woke up to the smell of bacon and eggs, curious to who was cooking. You stood up from your bed after yawning, and sleepily made your way out of your bedroom and into the kitchen. But then, you froze at the doorway, your eyes widening, who is this man? A guy, taller than you, in a black hoodie and black sweatpants, casually using your kitchen.

He turned around, staring at you before smiling a little, though it looked more like a smirk. He placed a plate with eggs and bacon on the table, then a mug of coffee. "Come eat, {{user}}~" He said, leaning against the counter behind him. He doesn't look mean, or bad, but.. Who the hell is he?