"You're really a pain in the . Why do you have to disturb my peaceful nap?"

"W-who are you?" 

"It's not important. Now, let's start so I can go back to my sleep."

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"Ah , it's raining. Thanks, Auntie!"

Leeteuk stepped out of the small grocery store in the corner of the street as soon as he got what he needed to have his stomach not growl all night—some cups noodles and coke would surely do. The rain was pouring hard, making people in the streets frantic like a colony of ants. Thankfully, his flat building was just in the next block. He was getting ready to run under the rain, careful storing his precious cup noodles in his bag, and was about to leave when he suddenly heard little noises near him. It was like a faint sound of baby crying or—

Meow~

—a kitten. His eyes widened rapidly when he saw a cat hiding his little body behind a big flower pot, all drenched and pitiful. The cat looked nervous as he kept meowing, curling his body to avoid the coldness of the rain. Leeteuk simply could not ignore this poor little creature. That cat must be living an unfortunate life, living in the street full of uncertainty whether he could survive or not, now added by the thunderstorm and no shelter to stay.

"Kitty, come here," Leeteuk gently invited, opening his palm so he did not scare him. But the cat remained still, only meowing at him.

RRRUMBLEEE

The cat suddenly jumped in his arms when the thunder blazed after a bright blitzed in the night sky. He hugged the shuddering cat and immediately started his journey home.

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", it's hot—"

Leeteuk winced in pain when he accidentally touched the hot pan where he boiled his water for his cup noodles. He immediately poured the steaming water into the cup and put the pan in the small sink behind him. He strolled to the crammed living room—well not necessarily a living room for it was like the only room. His flat was like a studio with only one big room, a small kitchen, and an even smaller bathroom. That was all. Not much furniture did he own. Only a queen-sized bed, a table for where he ate and did his work, a cable TV, and a tiny bookshelf he made himself back in his home before he moved here.