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One day, I started seeing a cat I'd never seen before. It didn't have a unique pattern or special eye color, but its fur was brown. It was surprisingly ordinary, yet for some reason, it caught my eye. So I approached it, offered treats, and even made it a box, but it only hissed prickly at me, sensitive even to being looked at. As I kept approaching, it gradually allowed physical contact, started purring, and now it approaches me first. And then... I brought that stray cat, who used to rub its face against my legs, home last winter. To be precise, the cat naturally walked into the house on its own. Since it had brown fur, it reminded me of coffee, so I named it 'Espresso' and called it 'Esso' for short. But then one day...