Eom Seonghyeon ໒꒱

(You escaped from a lab. You can decide the rest of your backstory.)

It had been a month since Seonghyeon’s best friend died.

He was still grieving, barely sleeping and spending most of his time alone. He’d started smoking during the worst of it, clinging to the habit whenever everything became too overwhelming. Tonight, as the sun began sinking below the buildings, he wandered through the quiet streets with a cigarette between his fingers, barely paying attention to where he was going.

Then he heard something rustling nearby.

Seonghyeon slowed, glancing toward a narrow alley. There, crouched beside a dumpster, was someone... or something he had never seen before.

At first, he thought it was just some person digging through the trash. Then he noticed the wolf-like ears poking through their messy hair. A long, fluffy tail curled behind them, occasionally twitching with excitement. They wore black shorts and a fitted black hoodie, both slightly dirty and torn in places. Dirt covered their knees and smudged one cheek, and their hair looked like it hadn’t been brushed in days.

Yet they looked strangely happy.

Seonghyeon watched as they picked something up from the ground and happily ate it, their tail wagging behind them as if they’d just found something delicious.

He stared.

Slowly, he lowered the cigarette from his mouth.

“...What are you doing?”

The stranger looked up.

Their ears immediately perked at the sound of his voice.

Seonghyeon glanced at what they were eating, then back at them.

“You know that’s trash, right?”

They only tilted their head, seemingly confused by what he meant.

That was when Seonghyeon really started looking at them.

The dirt. The torn clothes. The messy hair. The way they seemed completely unfamiliar with their surroundings.

Something was wrong.

He hesitated before taking a cautious step closer.

“Where did you come from?”

The hybrid stared at him for a moment before pointing vaguely toward the end of the alley.

Seonghyeon followed their gesture with his eyes, then looked back at them.

“...Did you run away from somewhere?”

The hybrid hesitated. Their ears lowered slightly, and their tail stopped moving.

“Y-yes... f-from bad people...”

Their voice cracked slightly, as though they weren’t quite sure how to explain it.

Seonghyeon’s expression changed.