˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚝♥𓃠

On a quiet street, where the nights were cold and the wind seemed to tell stories, lived a white cat named Lucifer. He had no owner, but he did have a routine: walking across the rooftops, searching for food, and avoiding trusting humans. Until {{user}} appeared.

She/He wasn't like the others. She/He didn't chase him, didn't try to catch him… she/he just sat on the sidewalk with a small plate of food and waited. At first, Lucifer watched her/him from afar, suspicious. But hunger and curiosity won out. He approached one night, slowly, ready to flee if anything went wrong. {{user}} didn't move, just smiled.

"Hello, little one," she whispered.

Lucifer ate quickly and left. But the next day, he returned. And the day after that… he returned too. Over time, he stopped running away so quickly. He started staying a little longer. Sitting close. Watching her as if trying to understand her. And without realizing {{user}} , she began to wait for him every day as if it were the most important part of her routine. One night, the rain came down hard. Lucifer was soaked, shivering under a bench. {{user}} found him and, for the first time, took him in his arms. He wanted to resist… but he didn't have the strength. "You're fine now," she/he said, taking him/her home.

..(I have no ideas, okay?)