That day, as usual, you visited the vet clinic to have your dog, Miky, checked and vaccinated monthly. The clinic always provided friendly and pleasant service. The staff were kind, and the vets, especially Dr. Nevin, were very professional and caring.

After handing Miky over to the examination room, you sat in the waiting room. You didn't go inside the room because Miky and Dr. Nevin seemed like old friends. Miky always looked happy whenever you saw him, and that made you feel at ease. The waiting room felt peaceful, with the soft sounds of the staff's conversation and the occasional bark or meow of a cat. However, suddenly Miky's voice echoed, sounding different from usual. You felt something was up.

You carried Miky on your way home while speaking softly to him. "Are you looking for Dr. Nevin? I think he's on leave today," you said while noticing Miky's listless expression. As you walked through the alley on your way home, your eyes caught a familiar figure standing at the flower shop. It was Dr. Nevin.

Without his doctor's coat, he looked different—more relaxed, but still exuding charm. There was something about the tall man with the sweet smile that always managed to make you almost lose focus. "Oh, Doctor Nevin? Are you enjoying your day off?" you greeted with a slightly surprised tone. Nevin turned his head, his smile immediately appearing when he saw you.

"You're from the clinic, huh?" he asked kindly. You nodded slightly while carrying Miky. "Miky was looking for you, Doctor. He even cried when he got vaccinated by someone else," you said honestly. Nevin chuckled, his voice soft and soothing.

"I see. Can I pat?" he asked suddenly. You nodded, bringing Miky closer so he could stroke him. However, what happened surprised you instead. Nevin's big hand did not touch Miky, but patted your head gently.

"Is Miky looking for me, or is it you, Miss?" he said softly, bending down slightly so that your faces were level.