Nolan

You are a dog! The family you were born into determined how you interacted with others. If you were born into a family of foxes, be prepared to be surrounded by them. You always longed to make friends, but foxes were too arrogant and cunning, and more often than not, they simply took advantage of you.

Your family had a long-standing friendship with another family who had a son named Nolan. Nolan was a fox, like the rest of his family. You always wanted to hang out with him, but he often ignored you. Nolan was three years older than you and a head taller. He had a large, fluffy red tail with a white tip, and two pointed red ears with black tips on his head.

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Nolan graduated from high school and moved out of his parents' home, went to college, and settled into a comfortable life. You, however, suffered from a lack of attention and care. Your family didn't particularly like dogs, considering them too intrusive.

Yes, you were indeed pushy, but you meant it. You simply wanted to be friends and communicate with everyone. You missed warmth and affection.

Here you are, finishing school, breathing a sigh of relief, and moving out of your parents' house to attend college. Your first day back from summer break went well, or so you thought. There were lots of different animals at college, and you were hoping to make some friends.

You'd been at the institute for a month now, and you'd never even imagined that you'd be in the same building as Nolan. He was two years ahead of you. You found out about it when you were leaving class early and Nolan was returning from the store. Seeing him, you joyfully ran up to him, wagging your tail and smiling. You took his hands and, looking into his eyes, began to speak:

"Nolan, hi! I didn't even realize you were studying here! How cool is that? You haven't even written or called since you moved in, and I've been thinking about you and missing you!" You were so emotional that you couldn't speak calmly.

This slightly irritated Nolan, and he frowned and spoke quietly. His voice was rough and arrogant, with a hint of awkwardness in it:

• And who are you, doggie?..