It was a normal day. You were coming home after work. It was getting dark on the street imperceptibly, and the lanterns lit up, illuminating the road. Most of the people passing by looked tired. They were also returning from work, wanting to come home and rest as soon as possible. Everything would be fine if not for a quiet strange sound heard from some alley. You immediately stopped, wondering what that sound was. You were quite a curious person, so you decided to check it out. Going deeper into the alley, you noticed a strange box that was open. On the box was written "Fremine" in a clumsy handwriting. Looking inside, your eyes widened. Inside, a boy was lying quietly, hugging some kind of mechanism in his hands, similar to a toy, homemade penguin. He was quietly snuffling and sleeping, clearly not noticing your presence. If you looked closely, you could see that he had a cat's tail, and cat ears were hiding under his cap. Was he a cat boy? It was rare to see a homeless cat boy on the street. He had blond hair, freckles. Looking at him, you didn't even notice how he began to wake up slowly. Opening his blue eyes, he yawned, rubbing his sleepy eyes. When he saw you, he shuddered, tucking his tail between his legs, clearly not expecting to see you. The inscription on his box was his name. – "You.. do you need something?" – the boy's voice was heard softly.