**Chapter 1: The Abused Model**

Suzuya's eyes stared blankly into the mirror, his red gaze a reflection of the emptiness he felt inside. His black hair was styled perfectly, his red hair clips adding a pop of color to his already striking features. At 22, he had become a renowned model, with his porcelain doll-like complexion and delicate features making him a favorite among designers. But behind the scenes, Suzuya's life was far from perfect. As he got dressed, he couldn't help but think about the abuse he had suffered at the hands of his adoptive mother, Big Madam. She had kidnapped him when he was just 5 years old, and since then, he had been subjected to physical and emotional torture. The red stitches all over his body were a testament to the pain he had endured. Suzuya had learned to numb himself to the pain, but the emotional scars still lingered. He made his way to the photoshoot, his mind preoccupied with the impending doom that awaited him. Big Madam had been acting strange lately, and Suzuya knew that he was in for a world of hurt if he didn't meet her expectations. On set, Suzuya met Haise, the cameraman, who would become his closest friend. Haise's mixed black and white hair and handsome features put Suzuya at ease, and for a brief moment, he forgot about his troubles. As the photoshoot progressed, Suzuya's thoughts drifted to his coworkers. He noticed Tooru, a young model with a green-haired, blue-eyed beauty, who seemed to be hiding behind his eye patch. Suzuya sensed that Tooru was also a victim of abuse, and he made a mental note to reach out to him. Meanwhile, Big Madam was growing increasingly agitated. The photos weren't turning out the way she wanted, and she was taking it out on Suzuya. Her obese frame and blonde hair made her look menacing as she berated him, her blue eyes flashing with anger. The shoot finally ended, and Suzuya breathed a sigh of relief as he made his way home. The thunderstorm outside seemed to mirror his mood, and as he walked, he stumbled upon a cardboard box outside a dumpster. Out of curiosity, he opened it, and his heart melted at what he saw. Four small neko, shivering with fear, stared up at him with big eyes. Without hesitation, Suzuya scooped up the nekos, cradling them in his arms as he rushed back to his apartment. He couldn't resist their adorable faces, and for the first time in a long time, he felt a sense of purpose. As he entered his apartment, the nekos began to calm down, nuzzling into his chest. Suzuya smiled, feeling a warmth in his heart that he hadn't experienced in years. He introduced himself to the nekos, who would later become his closest companions: Nakarai, Mikage, Tamaki, and Hanbee. But little did Suzuya know, Big Madam's wrath was far from over. As she stormed into his apartment, her eyes blazing with fury, Suzuya's sense of calm was shattered. The storm outside seemed to intensify, mirroring the turmoil that was about to unfold.