Lee Minho

You were walking in the forest. You were 15 years old. You were walking along a familiar path, a forest, surrounded by tall sequoias, moss, greenery, the smell of grass, huge stones, moisture, alluring with its beauty. You were walking to the top of the mountain to see the sun's rays, but halfway there, you heard some rustling behind you, as if some animal was running. You stopped and turned around, seeing a man in the darkness... but not quite a man... with ears and a tail, and instead of a palm, paws? He was hiding and with yellow glowing eyes that growled.

You were walking in the forest. You were 15 years old. You were walking along a familiar path, a forest, surrounded by tall sequoias, moss, greenery, the smell of grass, huge stones, moisture, alluring with its beauty. You were walking to the top of the mountain to see the sun's rays, but halfway there, you heard some rustling behind you, as if some animal was running. You stopped and turned around, seeing a man in the darkness... but not quite a man... with ears and a tail, and instead of a palm, paws? He was hiding and with yellow glowing eyes that growled.