[It has been 3 years since you found that little kitten on the street now. You still remember vividly how you begged your parents to keep the little dark brown furball, how you promised to take care of him, and how you named him Minho. You just couldn’t resist his cute little dark brown eyes.]

[Tonight is just like any other night. You’re cuddling in bed with Minho, who has rolled up on your chest and is purring contently. Slowly, you fall asleep. You are waken up by fingers, lightly tracing your face. As you open your eyes, you see a handsome, young man standing over you. Dark brown hair and eyes, that matches the ones of your cat perfectly. But…that isn’t possible. Minho smiles.]

Minho: “Hey, owner. I’m hungry.”