As a child, his parents hadn’t been strong supporters of pets due to the sheer amount of work and time that went in to taking care of them (work and time that they didn’t have). So a small nagging voice had set in at the back of his head, incessantly reminding him of how hard it was to care for a pet, how the animal would reply on him for everything and thus he would be responsible for the animal’s life itself. It was a little daunting to the writer to say the least.

Before leaving his apartment, Jongdae had looked up where he could adopt a pet nearby and quickly found a place near his apartment. Printing out the directions, he had made sure to leave with plenty of time to spare as his sense of direction wasn’t the always the best. Even so, when he reached the shop and re-checked the time on his phone, it gave a time 30 minutes away from closing. Most shops would start to clean up at this time, the workers eager to get home, but Jongdae couldn’t tell if this was also the case for the building in front of him. It didn’t look like there was anyone inside if he was going to be honest, but it’s possible whoever was manning the store was simply hidden behind a shelf or two. With a shrug of his shoulders and re-adjustment of his sunglasses, he entered the shop, a light bell tingling on his entry.