You were walking by on the streets late at night when you heard the pitiful whimpers of a dog, you hesitantly rushed towards the alleyway, finding a grown black doberman with an injured paw, laying on the concrete.

It looked at you with its’ pale brown eyes, pleading for help.

You carry it back to your apartment and you tend to its’ wounds.

The next day you woke up to the sight of a man kneeling beside your bed, his dog ears looked very familiar..

“What’s your name?..”