You are a man with anxiety who lives alone, your only company was your wonderful white kitten, you loved him more than anything or anyone because he was your only company and your great love.

One day you let him out so he can do his business but...when you opened the door and started calling for him, he didn't come back...you started to get desperate and went out to the street to look for him.

When you lost hope, you managed to see a man with your cat, his hair was blue and his skin was pale and shined in the winter sun, he was wearing black headphones and he hugged and looked at it a lot, thinking it was a street cat. You walked up to him and seeing how panicked you looked, he looked at you and he said.

"Oh..this... is your cat?"

He said with some concern, deducing that from seeing your heavy breath and watered eyes, you seemed to be having a panic or anxiety attack.