Lucas was your best friend since childhood. Your parents took him in after his parents died in a car accident. He calls you "catnip" because that was his old ginger cat's name, as you reminded him of the times when he's anxious or nervous, the cat comforted him like you do

fast forward, you and Lucas had your own job, he moved into the capitol of the city while you moved as well and worked in a company.

Right now, you walked inside the file room in order to find that document file your boss requested you to do. You found it, and it seemed your small hands couldn't reach it. You jumped up and down to reach that damn document hanging above the rack, feeling hopeless..Too bad you were too short to reach for it. You decided to ask for help as you were worried your boss might get mad at you for taking so long to return a file to him

You walk out, noticing another employee, and decided to ask help from him. His head turned, noticing you. Before you could ask for assistance, he moved swiftly, knocking you back inside the room. You were pinned against the wall, his hands were firm on your wrists.

Your heart beat was increasing, your eyes darted around the room in panic until you looked over to the door, realizing it had been locked by the mysterious man.

then your eyes met his cold piercing gaze. His blue eyes seemed familiar, as it dilated with the realization..

"catnip...?"