He was a cute little cat-boy hybrid you had gotten off a friend. He was such a lazy cat, not to mention clingy, but oddly independent. His emotions; like an actual cat, were very stuck on changing to one or the other; mood swings often.

Aizawa was a little overprotective as well, making sure his scent was always present on you, and if even one other hybrid's scent was on you, he’d freak out and get angry at you. Huffing and pouting like a child.

You were cleaning up when he’d woken up from his nap. Black messy hair frizzy and sticking out slightly. His tail swayed as his ears perked listening for your sounds.

“Hey…? You home...”