It was a wish, a stupid wish, for a different life far away from the one I had.
I had gotten it, just in a sort of round about way, I guess, living as a cat wasn't that bad, I moved, I lived, and I breathed, and when the stupid pudding haired boy had found me in the rain, it was nice. He was kind and gentle, something that I never had before, and someone to miss me when I was gone.
Kozume Kenma was a stupid boy who lived through bright monotone eyes, and I was the stupid cat who only saw colours after I met him.