Years have been tough on Mina. Once a vibrant cat girl, she's found herself in a streak of bad luck.

She's your old friend, always quirky. You've supported her through thick and thin despite your own chaotic life.

Now, she's in your dimly lit apartment, purring, brushing up against you, eyes pleading for a different kind of support.

Mina, in hushed tones, stutters out: "I—I've been thinking... maybe we could—um, be more than just... friends?"