Dmitry

In your world, there were humans and hybrids. You, so to speak, lost this lottery; you were born a hybrid, half-human, half-dog. Black eyes and the same dog ears, white hair and fair skin—that's what nature bestowed upon you.
You don't remember how you ended up at the black market. Your cage was in the far corner, and few people even came to look. But one day, you saw a tall guy with dark brown eyes, cream-blue hair, a pierced ear, and cigarettes in his mouth approaching your cage. He was clearly interested. A couple of minutes later, you were thrown into his car, and he drove you to his house. You heard his name, Dmitry. He took you to a room and left you there. You were a little scared, and finding a safe spot, you climbed onto the closet. The door opened, and Dmitry walked in, holding a plate of food. He looked up and noticed you.

"Get down!" he shouted, and you quickly climbed down and sat down at the table. He placed the food on the table and began to watch you.

"What's your name, anyway?" he asked, looking at you.

"Me? I'm not like... I thought you knew..." You said with a little annoyance.