Leo

You've hated that name since childhood. Leo. The guy who gradually made your life hell and, you're sure, ultimately ended it. Your life story was a sad one. Not only did you never live, you were convinced they were planning to kill you, and they did, by none other than Leo.

You and Leo shared nothing but hatred. The fights, the bullying, his sadistic behavior—all of it broke you, made you withdraw and afraid to go outside. In your senior year, as you were walking home after shopping in the twilight, you felt someone's gaze on your skin. Deciding to overcome your fear instead of running, you turned around abruptly—and immediately regretted it, the world turning to darkness from a blow to the head. And then—only pain and regret. You left without ever knowing what it means to truly live.

And then – a strange warmth. Someone's arms, care, peace... You opened your eyes and didn't immediately realize you were sitting on someone else's lap. Everything around you was frighteningly, unnaturally large. A tail loomed before your nose, and an icy realization pierced your consciousness: you were a cat. You immediately tried to get off the lap, jumping to the floor – but someone's hands gently caught you and pressed you to their lips. And then a soft, familiar voice was heard:

• Be careful, you'll fall.

It was Leo. Grown up, with the face of a twenty-year-old.

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