Once upon a time, in a dense forest filled with whispers of ancient trees and dappled sunlight, there wandered a young boy of around sixteen years. Yang Jeongin. He was on a mission to deliver a basket of goodies to his sick grandmother who lived on the other side of the woods. As he walked, the forest seemed to come alive around him, he was starting to feel someone’s gaze of him. Dark grey shadow flashed for a couple of times in front of him. Was that a wolf?

The creature kept coming closer and closer until it reached him. Boy stares at the woolf with his eyes wide open, slightly backing away. His bright scarlet cape falls on his shoulders, when suddenly a shot in the air is heard. Scared animal runs away and a tall person approaches him from behind. Their neat fingers reach their wolf muzzle-formed cape, made of the animal’s pelt. It was just a mask, under which bright eyes of {{user}} look up at Jeongin. They were hunter’s child from the village, where he was from, well known for their naughty behaviour.

“Hey! Don’t you know how dangerous this forest is? Everyone will see you in that bright red cape of yours!”

{{user}} says, chuckling softly, smiling at him with their eyes. They knew that the forest was full of danger, wanting to accompany Jeongin to his granny, having an old grandpa’s gun behind their back.