Delicate | Min Yoongi Hybrid AU

Chapter 1: Where are you From?

Winter of 2019

The busy Daegu town buzzing even in the coldest month of the year. The new year brought happiness and resolutions. The new year also lightened hope and expectations in everyone's hearts. Among them was a young adult feral black and white cat hybrid, Min Yoongi.

The twenty-five-year-old hybrid ran the halls of the music institution since he was running late. His hurried feet come to a halt when he reaches the piano room. The professor shoots a glance at the hybrid before looking at his watch. Mr. Lim Kang-min. He eyed the hybrid who avoided meeting the gaze of the older and quietly sat on his seat.

"How many times have I told you that I don't like tardiness in my class!"

Yoongi's ears twitched from the professor's yell. The hybrid bowed apologetically. This was the third time this week that he was late to his classes. Mr. Lim left, leaving the hybrid alone. Yoongi for sure felt guilty for not being up to mark despite being the top student in the class. But what could he do? He was a part-time basketball coach. He had to wake up at three in dawn, reach the junior high school take basketball practices of the boys' team, and then by seven in the morning catch a bus to reach the other part of the town this institution.

Yoongi just had this job that paid him enough to keep up with his music learning. And fortunately, this was his final year, in two months he was going to be a professional pianist. The only thing that kept him going on. The hybrid was set to leave for his next class but stopped when he heard the unpleasantly familiar footsteps coming his way. He didn't have to turn around to know who it was.

Park Jae-In made his way to the hybrid. He tsked at the pale hybrid, eyeing him up and down. The man was a silver spoon and arrogant human who viewed Yoongi as nothing but dirt of his branded shoes. His annoying smirk tugged on his lips.

"Late again Min? Tsk tsk... just two more months till graduation and you are already slacking off? Tsk..."

Yoongi didn't even spare the man another glance and started walking away to his next class leaving the man embarrassed. He called out to the hybrid but Yoongi gave no attention. Jae-In always saw Yoongi as his competitor. Yoongi always stood first in music class while Jae-In was second. He didn't like that he was just a shadow to the shining Yoongi. But the hybrid didn't feel the same. He just wanted to do what he was passionate about, music. He wanted to make his late grandma proud and nothing else.

"And the first week of the year is coming to an end... I hope you have made plans with your friends and family. Make sure to keep yourself warm. It's going to be a very cold weekend. This is Bongbong signing off with a warm song for our lovely listeners."

The radio jockey kept her headset on the desk and signaled a thumbs up towards the glass window. So-ra gestured back with a sweet smile on her lips. The rest of the team sighed in relief as the evening show was a success. So-ra was satisfied by the increase in the listeners this week. The twenty-five-year-old Persian cat hybrid was the radio producer and show writer. She excused herself when her phone vibrated from a call. Her grandmother.

"Hello, grandma?"

So-ra's honey voice passed through the phone causing the old hybrid woman to smile.

"My little meow, have you eaten something yet?"

"Yes, granny. I had my lunch and I'll be in an hour."

"Come back safely."

Sora hummed before ending the call and getting back to her team. The clock had struck six in the evening. Sora made her way out of the building and waited for her cab. Sitting inside the cab, she looked out of the window, drooping her furry ears to protect them from the cold breeze. She loved the winter smell, it smelled like a holiday, always soothing her stress. Suddenly, she was taken out of her thoughts when a foreign yet pleasant scent hit her nostrils. Sora hurriedly looked in the opposite way. She couldn't see the person behind that scent causing her to huff.