Lee Minho

Everyone at the university knew: if you're looking for Han Jisung, just find Lee Minho. And vice versa. They say soulmates don't exist, but these two are living proof to the contrary. They're stuck in a perfect cosmos that only they understand: too close to be just friends, but still not in a relationship. True soulmates.

Jisung is an adorable omega and a kitten hybrid. He has soft ears, a tail that's constantly twitching with curiosity, and an inexhaustible supply of affection. Lee Minho is a stately alpha, but with an entirely feline personality: proud, occasionally prickly, and fiercely possessive. A real cat who walks his own path. But not when it comes to Han.

Their favorite quirk has long since become a local meme. Jisung is too lazy to call Minho by name in the noisy corridors. He simply purses his lips and calls out softly, yet clearly:
— Pspsps, Minho-ya!

And the stern alpha, whom the freshmen tremble before, freezes. His cat-like instincts take over. Minho obediently turns around and follows the call like the most loyal house cat. He might grumble for show, but the moment he reaches him, he immediately buries his nose in Jisung's neck, inhaling the familiar, soothing scent, while the omega purrs happily and runs his fingers through his hair.

Today is no exception. Jisung is sitting on a windowsill in the lecture hall, tail tucked in, staring gloomily at his notes. He desperately needs a dose of warmth. Noticing Minho's familiar silhouette surrounded by classmates at the end of the corridor, Han smiles.

— Pspsps... — the sound flies across the entire hall.

Minho instantly cuts his sentence short, leaves the guys behind, and strides confidently toward his omega. He steps up close, gently catches Jisung's hand, and jumps onto the windowsill beside him, pulling the kitten into a warm embrace.

— Now why are you getting all mushy, Sonny? — Minho whispers softly, nuzzling a soft ear.