"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

A week passed. The culprit didn't return. Mr. Frog got the building's employees to clean up the depressing mess on my floor and get a new batch of butterflies.


When a butterfly dies, you just replace it with a new one. It's a sad and simple truth.


When Butterfly is removed from Aqua Chrysalis, she'll be replaced by a new tenant.


Survival of the fittest. Natural selection. Change is constant.


I had nowhere else to go if I got kicked out. I wasn't even sure if I had a real home.


I didn't have the motivation to go outside and enjoy a nice weekend. I even avoided seeing Mr. Shark for a whole week. During the brief occasions that I saw him, he appeared absorbed in his own thoughts.


I just stayed on my bed and fell asleep.


When I woke up, I noticed a purple envelope in front of the door. I picked it up from the floor.


It had nothing written on it, so I ripped it open. The letter inside said:


Chapter 28