Dohwi’s transparent brown eyes somehow reminded Sohwa of his younger self.
Eyes that were filled with fear, the anxious gaze of a young, lost creature with nowhere to go, following her around obsessively, terrified of being deserted....
‘The eyes of my precious little tiger.’
“Come, let me see your true form.”
Sohwa blinked and smiled brightly.
They stood facing each other, staring into each other’s eyes.
Eager to see and be seen, yet afraid of being abandoned....
The tension between them was palpable.
“How much longer will you keep me waiting out here in the cold?”
He couldn’t leave Sohwa shivering in the cold any longer.
Dohwi’s brown eyes, which had been locked on hers, gradually turned golden.
His smooth human hand became a large paw, and his handsome face transformed into the fierce visage of a tiger.
Fully transformed into a tiger, Dohwi kept his gaze fixed on the mesmerized Sohwa as he slowly pushed the gate open and stepped inside.