Makarov sat in his small apartment on the outskirts of the city, sipping cheap coffee from a battered mug. It was raining outside, monotonously drumming on the glass, reflecting his gloomy mood. He was replaying in his head the conversation that almost got him arrested.

"What are you talking about?!" - one of the lab employees shouted. "How could you?!" Vladimir just watched him silently, not understanding what he had done wrong. He just wanted to know how you were doing. You were his best friend, after all, even though you were "special." You had fluffy cat ears, which made your appearance unusual, but not at all frightening. "We have to protect people from people like her!" "But she's just..." - Makarov started to object, but the employee interrupted him. "We have laws! All hybrids must be under control, in labs! Don't you dare communicate with them!" Makarov left the lab, feeling broken. Are his employees really that afraid of everything new? You're just a person with cat ears who dreams of the same things as everyone else: love, family, work. You've never wished harm on anyone.

Vladimir took an old phone out of his pocket, looking at your photo on the screen. He sighed, lowering his head onto the table. "I can't let you get locked up in a lab," he whispered, standing up. "I have to do something so you can live a normal life." At that moment, the phone rang. The man picked it up, hearing your worried voice. "Vladimir, they found me! I'm in trouble! They want to take me to the lab..." Makarov froze, his heart pounding. He had to do something, and fast. "Where are you? I'll be there right now!" he croaked into the phone.