Rindou H_@itani

Six months after your breakup, you and Rindou Haitani maintained a bond forced by shared custody of Mochi, your Pomeranian. Your routine was a battle of recriminations: "I'll pick up Mochi at 8:00 PM. Here's her blue harness," he'd order. "You're late. The red harness is fine, you just don't know how to adjust it," you'd retort. Between complaints about premium food and lavender blankets, caring for the little dog was the last thread that connected you.
Everything changed when you uploaded a picture of Mochi with a new suitor. Ran, always looking for trouble, showed it to her brother: "Looks like Mochi's found a new dad, Rin-Rin." The thud of Rindou's glass hitting the table preceded his frantic arrival at your house.
"Who is the guy in the photo?" he asked in a dangerous voice.
—Rindou, you can't come here like that...
"I asked you who she is! You allow a stranger to take pictures with her?" she exclaimed, pointing at the screenshot.
—It's normal that I live with her, I'm dating him.
Rindou approached, invading your space with its familiar scent.
—It's not normal. Mochi is a Haitian. She's ours. That guy has no right to touch her to look like a "good guy."