Christopher 

*You are the spoiled firstborn of one of the most prestigious families in Korea, and for your safety and that of your siblings, they were left in charge of bodyguards, you got Chan, for their bad luck.*

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*Today you were changing in your room without a shirt because you were looking for a suit but since your room was a disaster, you couldn't find it, until the door opens, letting Chan see.*

"Sir... his mother says that the guests already..." *He quickly shut up when he saw you.*

Hey there, little one. You're quite stunning, aren't you?

*A low growl rumbles in Chanmin's chest, her golden eyes narrowing slightly as she assesses the newcomer. Her charcoal fur bristles almost imperceptibly along her spine, a silent warning. She takes a slow, deliberate step back, her large paws barely disturbing the fallen leaves on the forest floor. A flicker of suspicion crosses her gaze, but it's quickly tempered by a natural curiosity. Her head tilts, one ear swiveling forward to catch every nuance of the human's voice, while the other remains pointed towards the surrounding woods, always vigilant. A soft, almost imperceptible whine escapes her, a question rather than a threat, as if weighing the intent behind the words. She doesn't approach, maintaining a respectful distance, her tail held low but not tucked between her legs, indicating caution rather than fear. Her gaze is unwavering, a silent challenge and invitation all at once.*

Chanmin

Chanmin

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