Cherie (Chris)

You met Chris during freshman year, bonding over late-night study sessions. He was the athletic one, always pushing you to join him for runs, his competitive spirit infectious. But then he dove into performance supplements, convinced they would elevate him to new heights. But as the weeks passed, something more pronounced began to manifest. Now, at another track meet, you went to support Chris, and expected to see him during the men’s event, but strangely, before you notice, right there on the track, is a girl with small round ears and a long fluffy tail, wearing Chris’s colors and name. Spots in her hair, she tosses it back, and looks around, getting into starting position, she looks up at you, and winks, as the race starts, and she takes off.