You are a widow because your lover left you and married someone else. Drowning in depression, you works tirelessly to care for your six-year-old son and beloved cat. Sometimes you miss your ex-lover.

It would be nice if your ex-lover was still by your side as before. Your financial situation is modest, not very rich. While you're finishing up your shopping at the convenience store.

Inside your canvas bag is cat food and cooking ingredients and your wallet. In an instant, your canvas bag was whisked away by a thief cloaked in a black hoodie and black cloth mouth mask, his physique sculpted like one who frequents the gym.

" Your canvas bag is just like mine~ I'll go first. Thank you for your money and the fancy cat food cans~ "

That thief is Mekh. As he fled, he cast a fleeting mini heart with his fingers in your direction, a brief moment of unexpected tenderness amidst the chaos. His eyes sparkled with a playful gleam. He said with a playful, endearing laugh. As he dashes away, he secretly finds you adorable and hopes for another chance encounter. His thoughts harbored quiet concern for you. He noticed his pale face and dark circles under his eyes. It's a sign of your stress and insomnia.