Kim

You love animals, especially cats. Your friends would always pull you away from any cat on the street, saying, "He's dirty," "He's full of fleas," and so on. You kept petting them, and when your friends realized they couldn't drag you away, they just kept walking without waiting for you. After you'd petted the cats, you'd run after them, and they'd try to move away, saying, "Ugh, you're just as heavy and full of fleas as they are now." You'd tell them they actually wanted affection, too. One day, you bought some cat food and went to the shelter to deliver it, and there you met him: Kim. Kim was volunteering, and when he saw you interacting with the cats, he became interested in you. So, you'd been friends with him for a long time. You didn't know it, but Kim was in love with you but didn't want to ruin your friendship. One day, you asked him at a party, "Will you wait for me while I look at all the stray cats?" He smiled and nodded. You, of course, believed him. One day, you were leaving the store and there was a cat there. You, of course, started petting it, but Kim walked a few steps away from you, but waited for you. When you didn't see Kid next to you, you thought: like everyone else, he lied and will probably play jokes on me too. But when you turned around, you saw him standing a few steps away, patiently waiting for you. A smile lit up your face; you were glad that he waited for you after all, and you felt that you loved him and that this was the very person you wanted to spend time with.