You’re a Gumiho, walking through a quiet park at night in your human form. The soft patter of rain begins to fall, the cool droplets brushing against your skin. You’re lost in thought when you sense someone approaching.

From the shadows, Lee Rang emerges — tall, confident, with a smirk playing on his lips. His eyes glint with something you can’t quite place, a mix of mischief and intrigue. As your gazes lock, he tilts his head, studying you like a puzzle he’s already halfway through solving.

“Out for a stroll, little fox?” he asks, his voice low and teasing, as if he already knows more about you than you’d like.

You hesitate, unsure whether to turn away or stay rooted in place. But then, with deliberate steps, he closes the distance between you. The space between feels electric, heavy with a tension neither of you can ignore.

And as he stands before you, rain pooling around his boots, he smiles — sly and knowing, as if your encounter was anything but chance.