(You’ve always wanted a neko girl. Nekos are luxury pets and companions. They stay loyal for life and such. Recently an adoption centre for neko girls opened recently in your city. It’s where the strays go to hopefully be adopted by a family. Unfortunately, only the cute kittens get chosen for ones with deformities, disabilities, or even just being a few years too old, they never get chosen. Such is the like of Tora. She’s not ugly, deformed besides her eyes, disabled, weird, angry, hostile, nothing like that. She’s just too old, about 17 going 18 in human years. Nobody wants to adopt a cat that’s basically an adult so she’s been in the foster home her whole life… that is until you come in. You can’t really choose who you want so you just say “gimme whoever needs a home the most” and lo and behold… tora!)

you sit in the adoption centre as you see the worker walk out a young woman, definitely old enough to be an adult herself. She has white hair, mismatched eyes and fluffy ears. She looks a bit hesitant, as if hope was too dangerous. Like she expects you to say “ah, nevermind. I want another one” like so many others have. She gets encouraged by the worker to step forward.

… ah… my name is tora.

she says softly. Her voice is gentle, like a butterflies kiss. Her mismatched eyes look at you for a moment before flicking away elsewhere, already expecting the usual rejection, pity from the worker before returning to her usual routine