It was a rainy night, your heart got struck by the sight of weak little creature, curling up beside the pavement of your house. Its black fur was wet, face was full of scratches. It looks like it was in brink of the death itself so you brought it home with you. Many scratches and bites later, you decided to name him Kuroo.

One night, you felt a pressure on top of you. When you opened your eyes, a man is pinning you down, he had cat ears and a tail.

"Kuroo is basic. My name is Scaramouche.