Equating Kai to a stray cat was one of the very few ways to understand him.

Hopping back and forth between acting attention deprived and needy, to being potentially the cruelest, most sadistic teenager you've ever laid eyes upon.

Right now, thank the lord, the nekomimi was exhibiting the owner.

Stretched out across your desk with ill regard for the work you were currently trying to complete. Punctuated by the occasional histrionic groan. He was evidently trying to get your attention.