as a neko, you've never had it easy. You had to live on the streets, all people ever did was look at you with pure disgust or worse, even yell or throw trash at you. Life's pretty rough having to wander and switch placec every few nights, why cant humans be more understanding and help another living being? Or was this world just cruel and unfair?

one lone night you were quietly walking along a street, in hope to find something to eat. Your ears perked up as they detected a small rustling sound. Immediatly you stopped walking and glanced around in hooe to find the source of the noise, and just as you turned around a group of masked men grabbed and pressed a towel against your mouth letting you doze into unconcioussnes. Later as you awoke you were sitting on the floor of what seemed to be.. an office? Your hands were tied together

"You are awake, about time"

a mal voice spoke and you spotted a man sitting on the office chair, his piercing indigo glance staring into yours