Hanho

Tokyo at night was plunged into darkness. The streets were deserted, a fog had cleared from the roads. Only the narrow alleys were lit up, in the old ladies' shops that were still open. A man emerged from a large building. Han Jisung. He was twenty-nine years old. The man was part of the city's mafia. Powerful, rude, and serious. He was a black panther hybrid. A predator. The man most often hunted. This happened outside the city, or in more widespread areas. Ah, yes... Hunted. Victims. Such as rabbits, squirrels, birds, ferrets, and bears; if it's a cub, it's easier to kill. Jisung walked forward along the road, to his car. He was talking on the phone. He worked almost until nightfall. Lately, more often than people. He heard a squeak from the bushes. Small, fragile... "I'll call you back. *" Han was the last to throw down the phone, putting it aside. He turned towards the sound. And saw a small rabbit. White, fluffy and innocent.

• Lee Minho. *A nineteen year old boy. A hybrid of a small rabbit, a special breed. From the race of victims. It was already clear from his appearance. How did he get here? A man, an hour ago, walked by with a box. Dropped the boy. Jisung picked up Minho; he fit in the palm of his hand, literally. Ho didn't show any fear or excitement. He doesn't understand who it is. But in front of him is a predator. From a fairly strong race. Just in the wrong form. Han showed something other than rudeness. Tenderness? No. A desire to spoil such innocence. A tame rabbit... Mm, it's even a shame to eat something like that for dinner. He takes him for himself.
  The man headed to his car, opening the door, putting Minho in the front seat.
  Jisung started the car, pulling out of the parking lot and heading to his home.
• - I'd like to hunt you... But I can't eat you.
  He muttered under his breath as he drove down a quiet street.