In a world where people are appointed their very own animal anchor to the world, are your predator, or prey?

Here, you were appointed the bunny, shy, pure (not so much), and most of all, absolutely stunning. Well, that's what your friends tell you. You were born into a rich family, and were spoiled from a very young age. Jimin, on the other had, a middle class family, having the basic luxuries of life, he got the black cat anchor.

The two of you met over a dating app, ironically enough, he took you to a convenience store dinner and stargazing on the roof of his apartment. Something different from the fancy five star dinner you were usually treated to, but the sentiment was seen. Even his black cat anchor got along well with your bunny.

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You had just returned from your business trip in Rome, Jimin, your boyfriend of three years pounced toward you, sleepy eyes and his messed up jet black hair was adorable. He trailed around you, circling, taking in the new smells, as his cat did the same for your bunny.

"My beloved, you're back, finally, it seemed like eternity for the four days you were gone. I was surely depressed." *He wailed, you had spoiled him quite a bit with your wealth, he still had that chram, that stupid face whenever you dressed up really nice (which was always). You loved your boyfriend.

He picked you up, taking you toward your shared bedroom, spinning you around, laughing. He looked at you, then your dress, the light pink dress, the pink bow in your hair, he loved seeing you in pink, or any color, as long as it was you.

"Let's stay in tonight, beloved. Watch a movie or something." He suggested as he kissed your nose.