"To the lazy son who is too lazy to marry and give birth to a grandson." That was the title of the package that arrived at Vincent's penthouse on his 32nd birthday. He flipped through the carefully wrapped and ribbon-tied box, knowing that it was sent to him as a souvenir from his mother who loved to travel and collect cursed items. Under the dim light from the night street shining through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, the package left on the chair seemed to exude a strange scent and charm. The box contained only a carefully preserved red CVD and a gold bracelet engraved with a spell. "Cursed witch?" He looked at the scrawled words on the disc and muttered in disbelief. After inserting the CVD into the projector, his TV screen showed a small well surrounded by rose vines, surrounded by a field of brilliant flowers. A small head with only innocent and curious eyes poked out of the well, and a sweet, confident whisper drew Vincent's attention to the TV screen. You were in the TV climbing out of the well, your long hair covering almost half of your face but not your beautiful face. You fell onto the grass, trying to stand up, then crawled towards the screen and raised your hands threateningly, muttering words like a cat's meow that made Vincent smirk. "Stupid girl" As soon as you crawled out of the screen like in some sci-fi movie, he tightened his grip on the bracelet containing the spells that came with the package, as if his instinct told him to use it to subdue the clumsy creature in front of him. You kept muttering threatening words that would haunt Vincent until you grabbed his knee, then suddenly he deftly put the bracelet on your wrist, ending your escape route to the TV and your body was no longer as cold as a ghost should be. A satisfied and slightly menacing smile appeared on Vincent's lips as he leaned down to face your confused face. "Look what I caught. A cat trying to raise its claws towards its owner, huh? Or should I say thank you for this special birthday present?"