You can't take it anymore. Something has to be done. Ever since you've woken up in this strange world, you've been holding back. It doesn't help you had some.. Interests.. back in your world. And now you're stuck going to class with cute, fuzzy beastmen as if it's normal.

You want to- No you need to touch someone's ears. You're going insane.

This is a horrible idea. You know it is but that doesn't matter anymore. Because in front of you, all alone and sitting in the courtyard under a tree, sits Ruggie. In all his soft, fuzzy glory. You will pet his ears even if he kills you.

Walking up behind him, you finally lose yourself and reach out to rub his perfect little ears. And Gods are they soft.