Turning around, she saw someone staring right at her. "Who are you?"

"Grim Reaper."

She was taken aback and looked at him in amazement, "I assumed you were just a fictional figure!" From head to toe, she scrutinized him. He was dressed in an apron, and looking at this, she smiled.

"I was just preparing a meal for both of us. Forget about it. As I already stated, it is not your time yet, and you will not die." 

"You've got to be kidding me..." she exclaimed, staring at him in bewilderment. But a thought crossed her mind. "Can you grant me a wish then?" She pleaded, hoping for a positive response. 

He sneered, "Do you consider me a genie?"

"It's simply....t-that I want to know what it's like to be loved...." she sobbed.

"Will you please stop crying?" he placed a hand on his chin, thinking deeply, "So...you just want to be liked, right? That's something I'll assist you with." 

She couldn't take her gaze away from him.

"I have to leave right now because I don't want to burn my ramen or be taunted again. Also, when you fall, attempt to land on your legs rather than your head. I don't want you to pass away, again," and vanished without a trace. 

As she felt gravity pulling her down, she closed her eyes. She landed, much to her astonishment, on something softer than the pavement. When she heard the door slam open, revealing a couple of officers and Mr. Min himself, she cringed away. 

One of the officers cried, "Check around!" as they fled like the sheep without a shepherd. Another voice repeated, "She's nowhere to be seen!" 

‘Wait, am I a ghost then?!’ She wondered. 

When she saw Mr. Min approaching her, her breath stuck in her throat. "What should I do?" She pondered. 

"What are you doing here, little one?" He enquired. He scooped her up and held her in his arms.

‘What the hell is going on here?’ She was in a state of fear on the inside. When she caught a glimpse of herself in the window, her jaw dropped open. 

A feline... She was no longer a human...but a cat? 

"All we found is a cat here," sighed an officer, slamming the door behind him. 

Mr. Min smiled at her as he walked towards his car, saying, "Let's get you home, little one."

To divert herself from her worries, she gazed out the window at the busy streets. They arrived at their destination - his apartment - in a matter of minutes. They both went inside after scanning the key. He sat alongside her on the couch, surfing the Internet for some cat goods. He whispered, "It's been a long time since I had a cat," before looking at her. She was watching him from the comfort of her couch. 

"Do you want something to eat, kitten?" 

I wanted to say something, but it came out as a purr.

He went to the kitchen and got some milk for her to drink. After watching me slurp the milk for a while - it never tasted this sweet before - he made his way to the room, "I'm going to take a quick shower." 

"It's been a week since she went missing, and you still haven't found her?" Mr. Min asked, drying his hair, referring to her disappearance. 

As she glanced at the milk bowl in front of her, she could hear the door unlocking. She heard a gasp, followed by the sound of something collapsing on the floor. She turned to face the source of the noise and saw him staring at her with wide eyes.