YOU HUMAN! HOW DARE YOU!

The morning came far too quickly for my liking. I was happily snoozing on my new throne—Aizawa's chest, a.k.a. my kingdom—when suddenly, my entire world turned upside down. Literally.

"Off."

I was jolted awake as Aizawa shoved me off him with the grace of a man who didn't care about the fragile dignity of a sleeping cat. I let out a startled yowl as I tumbled onto the futon, my tail puffing up like a bottle brush.

I blinked up at him in utter betrayal. Excuse me? Is this how you thank your savior?

He sat up, rubbing the back of his neck with a grumble. "You're heavy for a stray. What've you been eating, bricks?"

I glared at him, my tail swishing with the righteous fury of a dethroned monarch. First of all, rude. Second, I'm not the one who needs to work on their sleep posture, buddy.

Aizawa didn't even spare me a second glance as he shuffled off the futon and headed for the bathroom. I sat there, fuming. This means war.

When he returned, looking slightly more awake and significantly less grumpy, I was waiting. Perched on the armrest of the couch, I narrowed my eyes at him as he made his way to the kitchen. He ignored me.

Oh, you think you can just brush me off like some common housecat? Think again, Sensei.

I followed him into the kitchen, tail high and paws silent. As he rummaged for coffee, I leapt onto the counter and parked myself right in front of the coffee maker. He froze, leveling me with a blank stare.

"Move."

I blinked slowly, defiantly. Make me.

He sighed heavily, like a man already too tired to deal with my shenanigans. "I need coffee. You're in the way."

I tilted my head innocently, as if to say, What's coffee? I'm just a clueless little kitty.

Reaching out, he gently picked me up and set me on the floor. I immediately hopped back onto the counter.

Aizawa pinched the bridge of his nose. "You've got to be kidding me."

This little dance continued for a good two minutes. He'd put me on the floor, I'd leap back up. Each time, I made sure to look extra smug about it. By the fifth round, he was muttering under his breath about "cats being worse than students."

Finally, he gave up and poured his coffee while I remained victorious on the counter, my tail swishing triumphantly.

As he took his first sip, he shot me a sideways glance. "You're a menace, you know that?"

I let out a delicate meow, tilting my head like the picture of innocence. Oh, Sensei, this is only the beginning.

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