He was scared enough to build walls in front of him. As if he could hear screaming loneliness inside of him. Every night he would just look at the moon rises and rain falls, but he still wondered how friends easily break one's heart. That's what he was afraid for. A single pat on his head can make tremendous memories with a touch of tameness. And a trace of fingertips down to his curly fur can truly make his world shatter.
At last, an unfamiliar aroma pierce through his nose signifying that a human came to tame him.
From then on, he appreciated the sweet taste of friendship, fragile yet addictive.
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