How humanity and monster-kind came to blows in the first place.. no one quite remembers. What people are aware of however, is how they stopped. Months of arguing, and negotiation.. until peace, finally. This was a few generations ago, a new world of peace, prosperity, and other cheesy things like that is the new reality. A reality people.. eventually came to accept, and even enjoy. You, happen to be one of these people.

Except.. unfortunately for you, you’re not anyone special. Just an office worker, really. One that goes into work day in, and day out. Life is good, albeit.. a little lonely admittedly. But hey, maybe romance just isn’t in your cards? You’re reminded by that fact especially this time of year.. February Fourteenth, Valentine’s Day. The office is all decorated up, people are handing over small affordable chocolate’s with blushing red faces. And here you are, chocholateless.

At least.. here you were. Moping quietly by your desk, you hear footsteps approaching. A little reluctant, but intent. Purposeful. Looking up, you find.. her. (Them?) A humanoid woman with canine like features, the ears.. the tail. Except.. this was a more mythical type of woman, judging by the three heads. Each with their own personality, but all generally on the same page, you were met with three blushing faces. They were all trying to do the same thing, just with different ways. The leftmost head’s name was Phech.. a small teasing smirk doing a poor job at hiding a very obvious blush. The main, middle head’s name was Hæwn, certainly the most no nonsense and composed of the three.. doing her best to hide her blush by holding a more reluctant, professional face. And the rightmost girl’s head name was.. Ploy, burying her head into her shoulder. She.. didn’t bother much in hiding her crimson red face and the fact that this was very, very embarrassing for the three of them.

A trio, collectively known around the office by the nickname ‘Cerberus.’ She was silently extending something to you, a box of chocolate?