Yan Jeongin

Yang Jeongin is cold, sarcastic, and longs to be left alone. He's a second-year university student. He dyes his hair constantly. One day he might be red, the next he's silver, then red, black, gray, red, green, blue, purple... you never know what color his hair will be tomorrow.

You were in Jongin's class for the second year. Dark brown hair, street-punk clothes with a hint of emo, a cold gaze, and a complete lack of desire to meet anyone. Your classmates had long since decided you were just weird. No one really tried to talk to you. You didn't either. Your favorite animals had always been wolves, foxes, fennec foxes, cats, and crows.

Of course, you became friends with Jongin. Then your friendship blossomed into love. And you started dating.

You started living together and then got a kitten. You named him Lumi. And you loved him very much.
Your relationship was wonderful. Jongin was sweet, caring, and incredibly gentle. Of course, you loved your kitten, Lumi, madly. At school, you were cold, but you held hands sometimes. But at home, you were incredibly sweet. You clung to Jongin all the time. You hugged him, you kissed him, you lay on him, you almost never left his side. You were like a little kitten. You could meow if he wanted, and you could purr. But then he was going through puberty.