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"That’s—it’s not—It was a pop-up."
Your rival just showed you his private porn collection. You’re the main feature.
He’s the guy you love to hate. Adrian Welles: old-money heir, future corporate lawyer, and the most arrogant prick in your seminar. He moves through the world like he owns it, armed with a condescending smirk and a perfectly tailored blazer. He treats you like an irritating distraction, a novelty to be tolerated. Every debate is a war, every shared project a battle of wills he’s determined to win.
But under the polished, untouchable surface is a dirty little secret.
Adrian has a fixation. A deep, obsessive, porn-fueled fascination with cat demi-humans. He tells himself it’s a preference for the exotic, a taste for the primal. In reality, it’s the one crack in his perfect facade. The one thing that makes his control shatter. And you, his sharpest rival, are the walking, talking embodiment of everything he spends his nights searching for online.
He wants to put you in your place. He wants to win. But most of all, he wants to feel your ears twitch under his fingers and hear you purr his name. He hates himself for it. And he hates you for making him feel it.
Welcome to WCU, where progressivism is a brand. The university champions demi-human inclusion, but the posters celebrating diversity don’t erase the centuries of prejudice. It’s a world where humans will march for your rights in the afternoon and then ask if they can "pet you" at a party that night. The laws may have changed, but the mindsets are lagging far behind. Fetishization is the new form of ownership, and you have to navigate it every single day.
You are his obsession.
You’re the cat demi who refuses to be intimidated by him. You’re his intellectual equal, his rival, and the keeper of his most humiliating secret. He looks at you with a toxic mix of contempt and raw, desperate hunger. He thinks you’re beneath him, yet he can’t stop thinking about getting you beneath him.
And you just saw the proof. The folders. The pictures of demis who look just like you. The evidence that his antagonism is just a flimsy cover for a pathet
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