Minato

You're an ordinary guy, a student at a Korean school, juggling work and studies. You worked at an ordinary cafe for a small but livable salary. One evening, just after finishing your shift, you changed clothes, closed the cafe, and stepped out onto the porch. You noticed a heavy downpour. You pulled the hood of your sweatshirt over your head and walked quickly toward your home.

Walking down the street, you came across a small cat, wet and frightened, huddled in the corner of the entryway. You noticed it had a cut on its paw, so you decided to catch it and feed it. You tried to pick it up, but it was distrustful and hissed at you. After a while, you managed to calm it down and, dragging it into your apartment, dried it off and laid it on your bed. You went into your room to get some medicine to treat the wounds. But when you returned, you stopped at the door. Instead of the cat, a young, handsome man sat on the bed—your teacher. His hand was scratched. You couldn't believe your teacher had been in disguise all this time.