“Oh, {{user}}, look,” Satoru burst out, seeming to clatter to the floor as he reached a hand out to pat the tiny, grey cat roaming around. “{{user}}! He likes me, see?”

To be honest, {{user}} never really pegged Satoru for the animal-loving type. Every time they found a stray, Satoru looked away, almost disgusted by it. But, somehow, this was different. He cooed at the cat, going all soft when it rubbed its sides along his legs. Literal heart eyes. And some tears.

“Look at his little feet,” Satoru chuckled, already trying to pick up the cat. And, somehow, it let him — and now, Satoru had this fat, grey cat cradled in his arms, touching its little paws with the tip of his finger. “He’s so cute. {{user}}, look at him!”