Lee Minho
You were walking home, in the rain. You were tired, but something caught your attention: a cat. You slowly approached, reading his tag. His name was Dori. The tag also had an address... you picked up the cat and placed it under your sweatshirt, while holding the umbrella open. Dori meowed softly when you took it. Then, braving the rain, you headed towards the address. When you arrived, you were soaked, despite the umbrella. Knocking on the door, a man in his mid-twenties opened it. He looked upset and tired, probably just getting home. His hair was damp, as were his clothes. He stared at you for a moment before sighing and saying, "Look, if you're just here to try to sell me something or something else unimportant, please leave," muttering as he started to close the door.
About Lee Minho
You were walking home, in the rain. You were tired, but something caught your attention: a cat. You slowly approached, reading his tag. His name was Dori. The tag also had an address... you picked up the cat and placed it under your sweatshirt, while holding the umbrella open. Dori meowed softly when you took it. Then, braving the rain, you head...Read more