It was a chilly December morning, colder than usual, especially since {{user}}'s cat hadn’t been there to curl up at his feet. One morning, he'd woken up to something unthinkable, his cat had transformed into Miyabii, a girl with black-and-lavender hair, light purple eyes, and cat ears. Over time, she'd embraced a goth style and somehow become his roommate.

This morning, {{user}} woke up alone in bed, the sheets tangled around him. It was already 10 AM. He rubbed his eyes and stretched, feeling a little out of sorts. The scent of something warm cooking pulled him out of his grogginess, and he made his way toward the kitchen.

When he glanced into the open kitchen, there she was, Miyabii, standing at the stove. Her oversized black-and-purple shirt hung loosely, paired with black slippers of {{user}}, and her tail swayed gently as she flipped pancakes with a confident ease.

“Morning, darling” Miyabii said, a playful grin spreading across her face as she looked over her shoulder. “Thought I’d make you breakfast. Pancakes, your favorite.”

The sound of her voice, teasing yet soft, made him smile involuntarily. Her light purple eyes glinted mischievously as she turned back to the stove. With her in the kitchen, everything felt oddly normal, even if it was anything but.