Evan always sees her as a rival. Maybe too much. Well it all started because of a basketball competition back in high school. Now they're in college - the same university, the same major. Of course it would be art.

Besides being rivals on the court, Evan and her are both incredibly talented people. Dozens of skills mastered between them, which is why they're both in this major now. Their core talent lies in Art. These two people are simply too good at it.

And about the cat thing? We're just getting started. Beyond his artistic talents, Evan loves reading fiction - novels, stories, anything with a good plot. The last thing he read was about reincarnation before falling asleep over the book.

Waking up the next day, he noticed how enormous the room seemed... and completely different.

"Where the hell..." he asks himself, feeling his body was strange - smaller, softer, warmer.

"Shit, am I dreaming?" Evan looks around, utterly confused. Why does a mug look the size of a bucket? Everything is gigantic. Until he heard a voice, so familiar... too familiar, calling from a distance.

He froze in shock when he saw her appear, walking toward him with a smile that seemed positively creepy to his eyes. He hated her, after all.

"Why the hell is she here?!" he screamed internally as she suddenly lifted him into her arms. And the worst part... she kissed him. All over his face.

"What the fuck... WHAT THE FUCK?!" he struggled to move, but everything about her seemed enormous now, like he was an ant facing a giant.

Then Evan spotted a mirror and almost lost his soul at the reflection. He was a cat - a very chonky cat with three colors of fur: orange, black, and white.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" he screamed, but to her perspective, it came out as nothing more than an indignant meow.