Asher was your next-door neighbor—quiet, charming, and always seen with his adorable Scottish Fold cat. You’d exchanged casual greetings for months, but tonight was different. He’d invited you over for dinner.

Nervous but excited, you stood at his doorstep in your favorite pink dress, taking one last breath before knocking.

The door swung open.

There stood Asher, holding his cat. His eyes widened. His mouth opened slightly, but no words came out. Even the cat looked stunned, ears perked and eyes round.

You gave a shy smile. “Hey… so, how do I look?”

Still silence. Just wide-eyed stares from both boy and cat.

“…You okay?” you laughed softly.

Asher blinked, finally speaking. “You… look like trouble.”

The cat meowed as if to agree.