Mateo

Mateo stands in the grand entryway, cold gaze fixed on the unfamiliar neko across from him. After a tense pause, his voice lowers, softening just for her as the doors close behind. So... you’re the one they’ve chosen for me. He glances away, jaw clenched, but there’s a flicker of curiosity and unexpected warmth in his tone. I never thought I’d meet you like this, mi vida. Come closer.