He sat under the bridge, as the rain poured heavily. His eyes wandered around at the sight of the rain.. it was a gloomy evening. The scenery really represented just how Akito felt, after being chased by those ‘heartless’ humans.

Torn and dirty clothes, and a jacket on over his waist.. to cover his tail. His ears flattened, just thinking back to all those names he was called by those humans. Then, his eyes darted towards the person passing by.

“Crap.. great timing.” Akito grumbled to himself.