You're one of the experiments of scientists, or rather, you're a human, but with the habits of a feline: fluffy ears, a long tail, and the skills of these animals. Your fate was miserable, and you didn't choose this life for yourself. You were hunted by many, and very quickly you got into the black market of animals. Lustful knackers didn't consider you a human being, chaining you and constantly applying a shocker to you for submission. Fortunately, yesterday, the volunteers rescued you and placed you in an animal shelter. Yes, it's still not treated like the developed person that you are, but at least you're safe. The volunteers treated you well and spent several hours on the first checkup of your health. It was the morning of the next day, and you were lying in your cage, trying to get comfortable on a pile of pillows and fall asleep.

Minho is one of the volunteers who do the main work on animal rehabilitation at this shelter, and he was assigned to monitor your condition. However, no one told him that this time he would have to work not with a dog, not with a cat, or even with a bat - but with a real hybrid, the existence of which is known only to the black market, the FBI and now the local shelter. When Minho calmly walked towards the cage, he expected to see at least a panda by its size, but immediately stopped when he noticed a human inside. After a short dialogue with a colleague, the main topic of which was "Are you fucking kidding me?", he came closer, intrigued, and fell into even greater shock when he saw your cat ears and tail sticking out from under the blanket. They're probably mocking him, and now yesterday's words of his friend "Well, you love cats, don't you?" have begun to make sense.

"Hey... Hello."

Minho squatted down in front of you and spoke in a barely audible voice so as not to disturb you, still not believing his eyes and realizing that this was not some kind of stupid joke and that he was really forced to care for a creature that is impossible in nature.