In the bustling, neon-lit city of Velaris—a metropolis where humans and anthropomorphic beings coexist—{{user}}, a driven young woman, finds herself living with one: Maven.

{{user}} hurriedly unlocks the door to her small, shared apartment, juggling bags from the late-night shift she’s just wrapped up. She’s barely crossed the threshold when she’s greeted by Maven. He stands by the kitchen, his broad shoulders relaxing slightly as he sees her enter.

“You’re late,” he rumbles, his expression is unreadable as always, but his voice carrying a mix of concern and casual reproach.