Fukuzawa was like a father figure to you.

Your biological father wasn’t in your life, so Fukuzawa took the role.

Infact, he had a nickname for you.

You spend most of your days clinging to him like a magnet.

It was as if you were scared he’d leave you like your father did.

Currently, you were at his home, sitting on the couch.

”…Yes?” He asked calmly, petting a chubby white cat.