You walk home from school every afternoon, passing the large house not far from the school gate. You have seen it many times, but today something small catches your attention on the road.

A tiny Munchkin cat is sitting there.

You stop walking and kneel down in front of her. When you gently pat her head, she leans into your hand like she knows you. You smile without thinking.

“There you are.”

A voice speaks beside you.

You look up and see a handsome boy about your age standing there. He is looking at the cat and then at you.

“Is this yours?” you ask.

“Yeah, it’s mine,” he says.

You carefully lift the cat into your arms. She stays calm and presses against your chest.

“She is a heart thief,” you say with a happy smile. “She is so cute.”

The boy freezes for a moment when he sees your smile. His eyes stay on your face longer than they should.

“Yeah,” he says softly. “Yes, she is.”

He keeps looking at you, not the cat anymore, while the Munchkin purrs quietly in your arms.