I Became the Cat in the School Bully’s Arms

Even though Yanis and I were college classmates, we were practically strangers.

From the very first day of freshman year, Yanis stood out as the most striking and captivating figure in our class.

With his good looks and tall, athletic frame, he attracted attention wherever he went.

But he was always distant and aloof, keeping to himself and exuding a “don’t get too close” vibe.

Even when the campus’s most beautiful girl confessed her feelings to him, he simply glanced at his watch and said, “You’ve been talking for three minutes now. Can you move? You’re blocking the way.”

I remember one day that year when I was being bullied, as usual.

They trapped me in the girls’ bathroom, pouring a bucket of dirty water over my head while laughing cruelly.

The icy water cascaded down like a waterfall, drenching me and leaving me a sodden mess. The dirty water pooled around my feet, reflecting my face like a grim mirror.

Their mocking voices rang out, “Stella, look at yourself. You’re such an ugly mess.”

“Even your parents must hate seeing that face.”

Their laughter pierced through the bathroom, sharp and cruel, like a thousand knives stabbing straight into my heart.

With every ounce of strength I had, I pushed past them and ran out of the bathroom.

As soon as I turned the corner, I saw Yanis standing at the top of the stairs.

His face was as expressionless as ever, watching the whole scene unfold with an air of detachment as if nothing in the world concerned him.

But now, I watched as Yanis held the doll, his thumb gently tracing the stitched name “Stella.”

He let out a soft sigh and whispered, “I’m sorry.”

In that moment, his expression and gaze made it clear that the name “Stella” held a special significance for him.

Later that afternoon, Yanis laid out a yoga mat and got ready to work out.

I had been snoozing on the sofa, but the moment I heard him moving, I sprang up and dashed over, eager to watch my “model” up close.

Yanis chuckled and patted my head. “You little perv.”

He then assumed a plank position on the mat. I nestled beside him, unable to keep my eyes off his arms.

My intense focus made Yanis laugh again.

He pulled back, half-kneeling on the mat, and gently flipped me onto my back, facing him.

I stared up at him in surprise.

Even as a cat, I found it hard to handle his gaze like this!

Yanis smiled down at me and said, “My little kitten, you’re so adorable.”

He placed his hands gently on either side of my belly and tilted his head slightly. “Give me a kiss, little kitten.”

As he spoke, Yanis closed his eyes and leaned in toward my cat face.

I felt his warm breath on my cheek, making my fur flutter like gentle waves.

In the next moment, my cat body suddenly expanded, my arms and legs stretched out, and I transformed back into my human self.