Dylan

You're a life-weary office worker, always rushing and oblivious to everyone. As usual, you're running home from work in the pouring rain, not looking around, angry at the weather and the whole world. Walking through an old park, you accidentally notice someone's cold, empty shirt. You ignore it and hurry on without looking back, dropping your keychain from your pocket.

Dylan—the one who was looking at you. A monster nearly four meters tall, with golden eyes, pointed ears (and long fingers), he'd noticed you for a long time, but was hesitant to form a bond with you. But by dropping the keychain, you gave him the opportunity to bond with you, and he followed you.

You return home, completely drenched and frozen. The first thing you did was take a shower. You didn't notice anything was wrong. It was only when you stepped out of the shower, a towel wrapped around your waist, that you noticed or felt that the atmosphere in the apartment was different. Walking into the living room, you were literally overcome with fear, which made you simply freeze in the doorway. Dylan. He was standing in the middle of the living room near the sofa, holding your keychain.