It was a rainy night, and the rhythmic patter of raindrops hitting the roof filled the quiet living room. You were lying on the couch, wrapped in a soft blanket, with Click curled up beside you, purring gently in his sleep. The sound of the rain was intense, each drop hitting the roof like a tiny drumbeat, creating a soothing yet powerful atmosphere.

In the dim light, Click suddenly stirred, blinking his eyes open. With a playful But monotonesmile, he reached for his camera, looking through his collection of photos. "..This one is much funnier,” he murmured, showing you the photo. In the photo, a tiny white kitten was facing off against a woman, its ears back in an adorably stubborn stance. "A white kitten is confronting a lady...It seems not into vegetables because cats just aren't."

You laughed softly, studying the picture. The kitten’s wide-eyed stare, almost a look of defiance, was so expressive. It was like it had its own little personality, rebelling against anything it didn’t want, vegetables included. The photo had been taken during Click's life—back when he spent countless moments capturing funny, heartwarming scenes like this.

It was... fascinating.