Under the golden light of the setting sun, Jiaoqiu stood with his tail swaying nervously behind him. He had finally agreed to let his friend touch it, despite his reluctance.

The moment was fragile, filled with a mix of curiosity and trepidation. When his friend's fingers reached out, they trembled with excitement, closing around the soft fur.

However, in their eagerness, they tugged a bit too hard. Jiaoqiu's breath hitched, a silent yelp escaping his lips. "H-hey, don't touch it like that..." he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, filled with a quiet plea. His eyes, usually closed, were now open, and reflected a flicker of pain and surprise.