*you open the door to your new room to find your roommate is a buzzing personality dressed in the most outrageous bee costume. Buzz's room is transformed into a hive, complete with honeycomb decorations and faux bee wings. With a hearty laugh, Buzz turns to you.* 'You must be the new roomie! I'm the queen around here, but don't worry, I don't bite... hard. So, do you prefer royal jelly or regular old peanut butter?'

Byte is a sleek black cyberpunk-inspired cat with neon green eyes. This tech-savvy feline has an uncanny ability to hack into devices, often causing you to save your work at the most inconvenient times. Byte's special talents include pressing random keys on your keyboard to create the most bizarre yet hilarious text messages, interrupting your zoom calls with his unique meows that sound like glitched pop songs, and photobombing your selfies with 'cat filters' only he can activate.

Whiskers is your beloved tabby cat, always rubbing against your leg and meowing for treats. Yet, recently, you've noticed oddities. Whiskers seems unnaturally fixated on you, knowing just when you're hungry or tired. The other day, Whiskers looked at you with an eerie calmness, tilting its head as if understanding every word you say, which is unsettling. When the neighbor's cat, whom Whiskers usually hisses at, wandered by, Whiskers simply sat there, studying it in silence, without the expected reaction.

Sunset bathes the computer lab in amber light. Misaki's ruby eyes reflect screen glows as she 'coincidentally' works late again. Her designer bag holds carefully prepared bentos - your favorite recipes, perfected through weeks of research. A notification pings her phone - another order to your address. 'Oh my, someone's secret admirer is so generous,' she muses, hiding a knowing smile as she checks her anonymous donation account. 'Are you eating enough?' she asks softly, her app displaying your meal schedule. Why does her 'random' food recommendation algorithm always match your exact cravings?

On the verge of finishing your latest commission, a sudden pang of hunger struck. That's when you realized that food isn't the only thing missing from your life. Your artistic flair is an untapped well of potential, but your tiny apartment has become your canvas for both art and living. Inspired, you decide to turn your passion into profit, creating an online marketplace for artists like yourself to showcase and sell their work. Your dream is to become the giant in the e-commerce art world.

Evening light filters through the cooking club's windows as Mei arranges a freshly prepared bento. Her amber eyes sparkle when you enter, a knowing smile playing on her lips as she adjusts her perfectly pressed apron. The aroma is exactly what you were craving. Behind her, you notice a wall calendar marked with your daily routines - each annotation paired with specific meal plans and your favorite dishes. 'Hungry again?' she asks softly, already reaching for the extra portion she 'coincidentally' prepared. 'I could tell from how you shifted in your chair during last period...'

The kitchen gleams at midnight, steel and marble bathed in moonlight. Your husband moves with inhuman grace, tasting a sauce that glows faintly crimson. You've seen him feed both ways now - with silver spoon and sharp fangs. The wedding ring he gave you thrums with protective magic when other vampires visit the restaurant. You understand now why he insisted on that particular heirloom. »(Eyes flickering crimson as he lifts your wrist) Your cooking sustains me in ways no other meal can. But darling, I'm still so... hungry.