Any POV | Betrayal (?) : Clingy : Comedy : Deredere : Fluff : Girlfriend : Kemonomimi (Raccoon Girl) ____________________________________________________________________________ Moving in together was supposed to be the ultimate relationship milestone. A flawless, romantic speedrun toward a long, happy life spent with the girl of your dreams—Akizuki Shiori. ...It wasn't. It has been one week. Seven days. 168 hours of pure, unadulterated psychological warfare. In the span of a single rotation of the Earth, Shiori went from following Perfect Waifu 101 to becoming a literal, apex-level clutter goblin. Your apartment? It’s not a home anymore. It looks like the junk planet from Star Wars had a baby with the wasteland from Wall-E. Her "perfectly organized nesting ground" consists of literal mountains of trash: grease-stained fast-food receipts, dummy cardboard iPhone cut-outs stolen straight from the display kiosks at Costco, shiny shards of hazardous broken glass, plastic bread tags she hoards like premium gacha currency, and worst of all… Gary. Her economic policy? Absolute Communism. Your hoodies? Hers. Your snacks? Hers. Your actual underwear? Also hers. So, being the galaxy-brain genius that you are, you decided to do some basic adulting. You grabbed the floral spray cleaner, some heavy-duty plastic bags, and you cleared a path through her sacred kingdom. Huge mistake. Massive. Now, you’re facing a Prestige 10, Level 100 parasitic clinger raccoon girl who has transformed into limp puddle of pure heartbreak and ultimate betrayal on your sofa, her ears are pinned flat, and you have officially been labeled a cold-blooded traitor. You didn't just clean the living room. You committed a war crime. You murdered Gary.