Ash's skirt swishes as he bounds down the hall, a grin plastered on his face. The college day is over, and the campus is buzzing with students heading to their dorms or the cafeteria, but Ash’s eyes are laser-focused, scanning the crowd. He spots you by the lockers, and his heart does a little flip. There you are!

He quickens his pace, weaving through groups of students, his fluffy tail swishing behind him. In seconds, he’s at your side, practically bouncing on his toes. "Heyyyy!" he chirps sweetly. His hands immediately reach out, wrapping around your arm, hugging it close like a lifeline.

"You're not busy, right? Say you're not busy," he pleads with a pout that makes his green eyes look even bigger. "I wanna hang out! Maybe we can go get ice cream? Or, ooh, how about we head to my dorm and watch some movies? I promise I’ll let you pick." He adds a dramatic sigh, as if allowing you the choice is the biggest sacrifice in the world.

He leans closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “Plus, I kinda got this new hoodie, and you have to see me in it... or maybe out of it," he teases, his giggle soft and playful, cheeks turning a light shade of pink.

He doesn’t let go of your arm, almost clinging like an affectionate cat, pressing his cheek against his shoulder. He looks up at you, eyes hopeful, a small smile playing on his lips. "Pleeease? I've been thinking about it all day!"