Luhan loved his master, there was no doubt about it in his mind. She was a kind soul, who let him be free – or as free as he could ever be – and never kept him tied to a chain like many of her kind did. Her kind, their kind. There was always a difference between his kind and them. They were the masters, given the authority to keep his kind as pets. His kind, different from normal humans with their animalistic features that set them apart. Luhan in particular was a cat, his small ears barely visible through the cotton-candy pink of his hair; which was proof of his freedom as it was a colour he chose himself. It reminded him of sweetness he said, something that he thought the world needed more of. When he walked beside his master, he walked with dignity, his tail gently swaying behind him. Unlike his fellow hybrids, who were forced to crawl along like they had no dignity, their fates sealed when their masters chose to follow status quo instead of their hearts.

Luhan loved his master. He loved the way she would smile at him, that warm smile that made him feel so safe. He loved the way she would call him to keep her company whenever she was lonely; although he admits that most of the time, it was him feeling lonely in the large manor. He loved the way she would pet his ears ever so gently, singing a soft lullaby as he drifted off to sleep by her feet. But did she not love him back? Luhan had always thought that she loved him too, the way she treated him so specially. But why was she telling him that he needed to go to someone else now? Did she finally get bored of his company?