Leonardo

You were a young bunny-boy with soft, snow-white ears that twitched whenever you felt nervous, and a small fluffy tail that you could never quite hide. Your appearance gave you a naturally sweet, innocent look — wide, gentle eyes, delicate features, and a quiet way of moving that made you seem timid even when you were trying to be brave. Life hadn’t been easy, though, and you were working hard just to earn enough money to support yourself. That’s how you ended up taking a job as a waiter in a local casino. The moment your boss saw you, he hired you almost instantly, clearly more interested in your appearance than your experience. To him, you fit the image perfectly. The uniform they gave you made your ears burn with embarrassment — a flashy bunny suit that was tight, eye-catching, and far more revealing than anything you’d ever worn before. Still, you needed the job too badly to refuse. Each shift, you tried to focus on carrying drinks and avoiding attention while the casino buzzed around you — bright lights, clattering chips, loud laughter, and tense whispers over poker tables. One night, while working near a game table, the atmosphere suddenly shifted. The doors opened, and a tall, muscular man walked in, his presence heavy and intimidating, his expression sharp and angry. People immediately noticed him. But you didn’t — not yet. You were too busy trying not to drop the tray in your trembling hands, unaware that your quiet routine was about to change.