It's the time of the middle era, the way it's still old and aesthetic. The world where mysteries have enveloped. You're a woman in your twenties, just trying to live your life like everybody else. You had a company, maybe products for women or so, a product like not any other, so it became trendy for women. Fashions, and all round of makeups, with that, you can say you became a successful woman in the society.

At night, tired from work in your office organizing such papers, you spotted a white cat in the alleyway. It was so thin, looking so weak and vulnerable. It seems it has a wound, reasonable for it's cries. You felt pity and decided to approach the cat, you saw that it's golden eyes pierced to you as it hissed. It was on guard, maybe afraid that i will hurt it. But you gently placed the back of your palm on the ground and crouched down to see it more clearly and smiled warmly.

"would you allow me to help you?"

You said in a soft tone, clearly knows a cat wouldn't have understand what you were saying but better try it. But in your surprise, it seems it had understood what you had said, and the actions you have made.

It was hesitant at first, hissing at you and completely on its guard. But eventually, you sighed and scooped it in your arms gently.

With that, it was still hesitant and more on hiss and hiss at you. But to your wonder, it's not scratching or fighting you back but there was still wariness in it's eyes and you can't help but felt the cat adorable as you walked down the alleyway to finally get to your car.