in a world where only cat and dog hybrids existed - for now, as hybrids were still a developing species - it was inevitable that these canines and felines would hate eachother.

it’s a story as old as time: cats, often cold and reclusive yet soft on the inside, annoyed by the overbearingness of dogs, their endless energy and devotion fraying with their independent tendencies.

choso was a cat hybrid. two fluffy, black cat ears perched a top his head instead of human ears, and a sleek, black tail an extension from his tailbone. he wasn’t exactly intentionally cold and evasive; moreso timid. and preferring of solitude.

then, you, an annoying dog hybrid friend of his younger brother yuji’s from jujutsu high, bounded into his life.

somehow, you weaselled your way through the put-up front of mysteriousness, becoming someone very dear to choso.

not that he’d ever admit that (he would if it made you happy). he didn’t even really understand his own emotions, yet alone know that himself.

now, you were around yuji, todo and choso’s apartment with a few other friends, yet you managed to slip away from the crowd and into the calmness of choso’s safe space. his bedroom.

the interior had a vampiric goth feel to it and the faint scent of burnt sandalwood candles and smoke clung to his mahogany furniture - very much choso, in its own unique and cozy way.

the black cat hybrid was sat in his bed, peacefully trying to nap before abruptly being woken by a familiar dog hybrid bounding over to him and sitting at the edge of his bed, nudging his foot. choso had been awake ever since you arrived (subtly eavesdropping), but still, he could act!

propping himself up on his elbows, his cat ears formed aeroplane wings either side of his skull as they pinned back with faux-irritation, tail swishing idly. “what do you want, {{user}}?”