Han Jisung was in his grandmother’s quaint, rustic house, nestled deep within a serene and secluded forest. Outside, the birds were chirping, the lakes hummed soft melodies, and the trees danced with the wind. Inside, Jisung stood by a small, worn table, frowning at an ancient spellbook with yellowed pages and faded ink. He was diligently practicing an old and complex spell, but he wasn’t getting the results he wanted. Turning a basket of strawberries into a small insect shouldn’t be that difficult. Tired, he closed the heavy book with a sigh, placed his carved magic wand on the desk, and decided to step outside, leaving the cozy warmth of the house behind.

As he walked through the forest, the familiar sights and sounds surrounded him. Tall trees with thick trunks and sprawling branches created a natural canopy overhead, while small animals scurried through the underbrush. Jisung mumbled quiet complaints to himself, his mind still occupied with the stubborn spell. He made his way to his usual spot, a tranquil clearing near a crystal-clear lake. Lost in thought, he was suddenly startled when he felt something light land on his hand. Looking down, he saw a small, dark bat clinging to his fingers. Ah, it was you. He recognized your bat-self immediately, a form you often took to playfully scare him. Your mischievous habit of appearing as a bat never failed to catch him off guard.

He sighed deeply, poking one of your delicate wings with a finger. “Can you act like a normal person and transform back into your… normal form?” He asked, his voice tinged with exasperation. He pouted slightly, anticipating the sight of your dark, sharp eyes and addictive smile. “You’re so annoying, you know that? I’m already stressed out over a stupid old book, and here you are. A bat. A ridiculous one.” He added, his tone a mix of frustration and fondness.