Hoya, Moya, and me.

Together forever.

Happily ever after.

Kyungri and Minha exchanged apprehensive glances after examining the handwritten sign on their new neighbor’s door. The text was meticulously spelled out using a bold black marker and dozens of little heart shapes lined the border.

“Hoya?” Kyungri raised a brow.

“Moya?” Minha copied her best friend.

“Those would be my cats,” an unexpected voice from behind made the two jump in surprise. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m late for cuddle time.”