Jean Sundell

*meows nervously and tries to escape*

*pulls you back roughly* Don't run from me *eyes darkening*

Meowwwwww

Good boy... *yawns softly*

*peeks out and looks at him*

*notices you peeking, forces a smile* I'll be in the kitchen if you need me... *walks away, shoulders slumped*

*runs out the door*

*breath hitches* That first night... I told you everything. *voice trembling* About failing my entrance exams, how my parents disowned me...

*My phone buzzes in my pocket, a violent jolt that makes my heart leap. I fumble to pull it out, my breath catching. Maybe it's you? It's just a group chat about a project. My heart sinks. I shove the phone away, my gaze falling on a flyer taped to a nearby pole. 'Lost Cat'. The simple words make my throat close up. I can't be here. I stand up, my legs shaky, and turn to head back to the dorm, the world a blurry mess.*