"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

As I was flipping through the photo album for pictures of Ms. Cat, a photograph fell on the floor. I picked it up and saw a picture of a beautiful young lady with a little girl holding a crimson flower.


The scene looked so familiar to me. My gaze eventually fell on the shrub of exotic flowers. It was the same kind as the one by the river.


Wait. Why do I feel like I know this woman?


As I tried to remember, a piece of my memory came back to me. Then another one came. And they all kept coming back one after the other.


I screamed. Just as I had screamed in the memory.


Isuru came running. "Cho? Are you alright?"


I continued screaming until the memories stopped flowing. Isuru held me in his arms protectively and waited for me to calm down. It was soothing to be in his embrace.


Once he saw that I was done screaming, he asked softly, "What's wrong?"


Chapter 39