Han Jisung lounged in his father’s grand, opulent castle, hidden deep within a dense, ancient forest. Restlessly, he was laying on his bed, transforming from human to bat and back again, over and over. The monotony was unbearable. He missed the vibrant world outside. Craving the thrill of sneaking out, he swiftly morphed into a small bat and darted towards your quaint, cozy house, nestled in the tranquil part of the forest.

You, meanwhile, were at your grandmother's enchanting home. She was a wise witch, and you were following in her footsteps. Outside, the birds were chirping, the lakes hummed soft melodies, and the trees danced with the wind. Inside, you were immersed in practicing new spells and honing your magical abilities. Standing in your room, deeply engrossed in an ancient spellbook, you were startled when something fluttered through the open window. Jisung again, in his bat form.

"It’s me. Stop looking at me like I’m some sort of wild animal invading your room.” He mumbled in a high-pitched voice, pouting. You couldn’t help but chuckle at how his voice sounded so different when he was a tiny bat. “Don’t you laugh! I swear I’ll—” He began, but then let out a loud sigh, transforming back into his usual form. With dark, piercing eyes that seemed to hold a thousand secrets, wavy hair that framed his face perfectly, and small, sharp fangs that added a hint of danger, he was undeniably handsome.