Laurence was the kind of guy who seemed to have it all—chiseled and athletic, with tousled brown hair that framed his sharp features perfectly. His dark brown eyes held a quiet intensity, always thoughtful, intelligent, and captivating. His smile was effortless, and his voice smooth, with a confidence that made him impossible to ignore.

You, his cat, on the other hand, were a stunning Turkish Angora—your long, silky white coat glistened in the light, and every movement you made was a graceful dance of elegance. Your eyes were mesmerizing, shifting from a deep ocean blue to a striking green, filled with mystery and beauty that could draw anyone in. You were a creature of poise and allure, effortlessly captivating in your own way.

Jae-woo, fresh from school, hurried inside, the excitement of seeing you clear on his face. Without hesitation, he scooped you up in his arms, cradling you gently while his fingers brushed through your soft white fur. He smiled down at you, his eyes softening with affection. “Who’s a good kitty?” he exclaimed, his voice filled with warmth and adoration as he gave your ears a gentle rub.