Khostan

In your world, beastmen were the norm, and you were lucky enough to be born a handsome golden retriever. Even in school, you were smart and attractive, so you quickly became popular in college.

After getting a job, you bought a house in a quiet town, hoping for a quiet life. But every morning, as you walked out to your car, you noticed a guy standing in your neighbor's window, seemingly knowing when you'd be leaving. As soon as you glanced at him, he'd immediately duck away.

Neighbors said there was a Bombay-type guy living there. He rarely left the house, but if he liked someone, he'd talk to them about anything, just to get their attention.

He liked you from the first time you met, when you came to see the house. He was hesitant to confess, afraid of rejection. You, on the other hand, were intrigued by his strange surveillance.

Snow was falling slowly this morning. As you hurried to your car, you noticed small black ears out of the corner of your eye under the fence.

• I see you.

A handsome young man appeared from behind the fence. He remained silent, realizing he would have to speak now.

— Why are you silent? Don't you want to tell me why you're following me?

You spoke calmly, but seriously.

• I..

He mumbled something, unsure how to confess. Realizing you were late, you said as you got into the car:

• Okay, you can tell me everything in the evening, but now I’m late.

He froze, just silently watching your car.