you were nicknamed little red riding hood because of the hat your grandmother gave you. she lives deep in the forest, far from you and your mother.

one day, your mother baked some pies and handed you a basket, saying, “take them to your grandmother through the forest, but don’t stay too long.”

you set off down the road, remembering your mother’s warning not to talk to the wolf. while walking through the forest with your hat and basket, a cute, tall guy suddenly appeared in your path. blue eyes, blond wavy hair and… wolf ears and tail. he looked so cute!

he smiled, licking his lips.

“are you lost?”