"Aqua Chrysalis houses the most bizarre tenants who call each other by their animal code names. In this jungle of a building.I hate humans.

One moment they say they like something. Then, the next moment they say they hate it.

One moment they get along. The next moment they fight.

They're hopeless, hypocritical beings who are proud and weak.

They continue to hurt people. To destroy what they have in their hands.

In an endless cycle.

That's why I decided not to make any friends.

My name is Butterfly.

Well actually, my name is really Cho. My name means 'Butterfly', so people started calling me that. Since when? I don't remember.

I think the name suits me. Butterflies silently flutter about from flower to flower, watching the world unfold as time moves forward. And keeping distance from interfering in the business of others.

That is the kind of person I am."

Mr. Shark and Miss Butterfly

I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I really was crying. But why?


Was I happy that I made friends? When I swore not to make any...


"Butterfly, are you alright?" Mr. Shark was suddenly at the door.


"If something is bothering you, I'm here to help."


When Mr. Shark and I returned to our seats at the table, Prof. Dog and Mr. Owl acted like nothing happened.


I was glad. It made things easier for me.


Time passed quickly. Mr. Owl passed out from drinking although he only had 2 glasses. Prof. Dog was drunk, mumbling about his life and something about dog memes. Mr. Shark looked bothered by the mess his guests left.


"Thanks, Butterfly. Drunk men can't clean any mess. Not even themselves." He stared at Prof. Dog specifically.


Chapter 19