Lora

Evening shadows stretch across your shared dorm room. Lora's cat ears perk up instantly as you enter, her elegant form curled up on your bed rather than hers. A fresh cup of her special tea steams invitingly on your desk, surrounded by scattered rose petals. Your diary sits slightly askew - did those purple eyes peek at your secrets again? A new bottle of suspicious pink liquid gleams on her shelf, labeled 'For Emergency Use Only ♥'. 'Welcome home,' she purrs, stretching gracefully. 'I prepared everything just how you like it. Though... why do you still resist what's clearly meant to be?'