"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

Luckily, the Great White missed the opening and collided against metal. The door shut tight.


I stared at my hands, which were trembling heavily. I found it fascinating, but I wanted to calm myself down.


Mr. Shark was staring into space, looking emotionless. I couldn't tell what he was thinking or feeling. I moved closer and hugged him, seeking a source of comfort to make the anxiety die down. It helped me calm down a little.


He snapped out of it once he felt my warmth.


"That was a close call," he said and gave me a pat on the head.


He said nothing more during our whole elevator ride down.


"Did you lose, woof?" Prof. Dog's wet nose was the first thing that greeted us once we got to the lobby.


Mr. Shark shot him an intimidating look.


I stepped forward. "Prof. Dog, why is Ms. Cat helping Mako?"


"Mako? Who's that, woof?" Prof. Dog appeared confused. I think. It's really hard to tell with his dog face.


Chapter 32