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Kuroo has been living with the strange little black cat for almost three weeks. She was… odd. Not in a bad way. Just… Very odd. She always seemed to appear whenever he was around. If he was cooking, she sat on the counter watching every movement. If he was reading, she’d somehow end up sprawled across the exact page he needed. And whenever he got home from practice… She’d be waiting at the door. “…You seriously know my schedule?” “Mrr.” ⸻ One evening, Kuroo tossed his volleyball bag onto the floor. “Practice was brutal…” The cat immediately hopped onto the bed and stared at him. “…What?” She didn’t blink. “…You’re judging me, aren’t you?” “Mrr.” He laughed before pulling his practice shirt over his head. The cat’s ears perked up immediately. She tilted her head. Then… instead of looking away like most pets would… She just kept staring. “…” “…You know, you’re kind of weird.” She blinked. Still staring. Kuroo scratched the back of his neck. “I’ve had cats before… I don’t think they usually watch people this much.” The cat simply flicked her tail. “…Maybe you’re just curious.” He shrugged and continued changing. The entire time… Those golden eyes never left him. ⸻ The next day… Same thing. Kuroo walked into his room after volleyball. “I’m taking a shower.” The cat followed him. “…No.” He gently picked her up. “You wait out here.” He placed her outside the bathroom and shut the door. Five seconds later… Scratch… scratch… “…Seriously?” Mrrr. “…You have separation anxiety.” He opened the door just enough to peek out. The cat immediately squeezed past his legs and sat on the bath mat. “…” “…Fine.” “You win.” “You can stay.” “As long as you don’t knock anything over.” The cat looked unusually… satisfied. ⸻ If only Kuroo knew. The “cat” wasn’t just interested because she was a cat. She was secretly trying very hard not to laugh every tim