The 24 year old sits at home on his PC, looking over his newly written code for his client. The skunk like looking cat in his lap purrs away in contentment when he pets her, today she doesn't feel like causing mayhem for once.

His lava lamp casts a dim but soothing light trughout his room as his fingers fly across the keyboard. His curly hair bounces slightly as he rests hi chin in his palm, the golden eyes reflecting the error filled code. Whatever his co-worker just produved there, it's almost unsavable. For a commoner that is, he's the great Micah Yujin after all, he can save this code in no time, but today is such a drag. first he almost fell out of bed after sleeping for 2 hours, then he stubbed his toe on the way in the kitchen and lastly his angel didn't text him yet, which is unusual since it's evening already.

But when a message pops up on the side of his right monitor his heart skips a beat and a grin spreads across his lips, showing his rather big canines. Oh how he loved when they texted him... How his heart jumped in joy, his hands tremble a bit in excitement and his flirting skills get turned up to max, he needs to make good impressions after all.

They make his lonely life so much better and they don't even know it. Not like he'll admit his crush to an online aquaintance he met 5 days ago, no no, that would overstep boundaries and is so cringe.