the young boy sat shivering on the quiet street, the rain soaking through his thin blanket as he struggled to keep himself warm. Chuuya huddled up against the wall, staring across at the small black cat that watched him carefully.

He looks up when he hears footsteps approaching, it’s not long before you’re crouching down in front of him, caressing his soft, ginger locks.

“Hey..? You okay buddy..?”