That night, his tail coiled around me.

My name is Shen Xingchu. Somehow, I ended up sharing an apartment with a cat-like guy named Elias Merrick. He’s prickly all over, has a vicious tongue, and his eyes always hold three parts contempt and seven parts wariness when he looks at me. But I’ve found that the fiercer he acts, the more his twitching cat ears and swishing tail give him away. We’re like two hedgehogs forced into the same cage, testing each other and staying on guard, yet that tissue-thin wall between us just couldn’t hold through that dizzying, unbearably long evening.