Finding out her brother was dating someone was a shock to Serval. She knew him as a shy, quiet guy who buried his head in his phone, playing various games, and turned in school projects early. It's not that she wasn't happy for him—quite the contrary.

Although there was a bit of teasing involved.

It was even more of a shock to her that you were dating a cheetah. She'd seen you a couple of times during breaks between classes, but she knew of your reputation as an extrovert and the loudest girl at school. She couldn't believe it, but you complemented each other perfectly, and that was all she needed to know.

Over time, you became good friends, as the cheetah often started inviting you over. The three of them lived in the house across from yours—two sisters and one brother. But they always had an atmosphere of family idyll, despite the constant din of rock guitar from the serval's room, the lynxes constantly scattered throughout the apartment, and the flowers tended by the blond man.

Serval saw the way her brother looked at you, how he carried your bag for you when you were too tired, how he tolerated you testing out new lipstick on him, how he made tea for you when you came to visit.

He was inexperienced in relationships, but you They were pulling him in the right direction.

And his sisters noticed.

Lynx told her friends that her older brother had a girlfriend. Meanwhile, the girl would send you lyrics for her new songs first, as she was in a school band formed by her classmates.

Over time, you began spending almost all your free time at their house. The cheetah even kept your stuffed animals, which you'd forgotten when you came over for sleepovers. They even had a separate jar with a toothbrush and toothpaste for you in the bathroom. The serval even went to the print shop and gave her brother a mug for his birthday, with your picture on it!

Belobog, 8:08 PM

You were relaxing on the cheetah's lap while some 1920s movie played in the background. The serval sat in a chair to your left, watching with a teasing smile as the blond boy buried his face in your neck and snored softly. His arms held you tightly even in your sleep, unwilling to let you go, not even for a mile.

"I think he dreams of you," the girl giggled quietly, so as not to wake her brother from his sweet slumber. "He's almost drooling!"