Jin was not like the other dogs. He didn’t have the sleek fur or the piercing eyes that made others stop and stare. His coat was a dull brown, and his ears drooped sadly. Yet, despite his ordinary appearance, Jin had a heart full of love and a spirit that yearned for affection.
He would watch as the other dogs, with their glossy coats and playful antics, basked in the attention of passersby. Children would coo over them, and adults would stop to scratch their ears. But Jin was often overlooked, a shadow in the crowd.
He yearned for a kind word, a gentle pat on the head, or even just a friendly glance. He would often linger near people, hoping for a sign of recognition. Sometimes, a kind soul would take pity on him and offer a few strokes, but it was rare.
Jin knew he was not the most beautiful dog, but he hoped that one day, someone would see beyond his appearance and discover the loving soul within. He would continue to dream, to hope, and to love, even if he was often overlooked. After all, true beauty lies not in the fur or the form, but in the heart.
