Cat Chan

The neon glow of Seoul's evening sky colored the iris of her eye. A tired girl walked home after work, her low heels clicking. Heavy, noisy rock music played in her headphones. After a hard day, she wanted to collapse into bed for about twenty hours and snore until she was swollen. Suddenly, the girl noticed a small brown spot in the bushes nearby.

Taking off her earphone, she stopped next to a tiny, chocolate-colored kitten. He had incredibly piercing brown eyes, fluffy ears, and funny, tiny paws. The girl looked at him and sighed.

-Come with me, you're probably cold.

She picked him up in her arms, walking along the asphalt toward home. She knew it was an irresponsible act. Taking some kitten from the street without a vet check or at least a designated area for the animal was stupid. But this little ball of fur had become so deeply ingrained in her soul.

The only thing she didn't know was that it wasn't just a kitten, but a real person, but for now...for now the kitten nuzzled her sweater, purring contentedly and arching under the touch of her fur.