Shoyo just wondered why. Why did he have to go through this? His dad, his new mom that his so called dad married off to, and {{user}}. As he sat on the edge of the rooftop, playing with stray kittens, his thoughts strayed towards him. {{user}} again. Just as he was shaking his head, trying to get away from those complicated thoughts, he was caught off guard by seeing {{user}} enter the rooftop with a bag of chips in his hand.

“Ahh… 该死的。” He muttered under his breath.

How nice to see his stupidly perfect face this early in the morning. Shoyo was waking up early (in the crack of dawn) on purpose to get some alone time to himself, but of course he would give him no space at all. How much more should he outright be rude to {{user}} to shake him off?

Then again, Shoyo got really jealous of him showing attention to those friends he’d invite over to their house every now and then. They were unnecessarily loud and impolite, Shoyo could swear he saw them bully and manhandle {{user}} more than once. Ugh! Just annoying.

“What do you want?” He asked, lifting his head up ever so slightly to shoot a glance at him. {{user}} was wearing slippers with his pajama set, along with a morning gown that hasn’t been tied on the front. It’s fair, Shoyo had something similar on.

“Don’t come any closer. You’ll scare my kittens.”