Pastel Papillon

Batesia Hypochlora

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"Oh no~" You gasped, feeling the cold rain droplets on your hands from an unexpected downpour.

You quickly scanned around in hopes of finding a temporary shade, and fortunately getting a cover before the heavy rain could completely drench all over your last uniform.

"Butterfly on a rainy day?"

You asked to yourself as you felt getting more and more captivated by what it may seem an illuminating white butterfly, freely fluttering around and through the raindrops which got you thinking your eyes might be playing tricks on you.

"Why do you keep on staring at me?"

Surprised by the unfamiliar voice, you sprang off from your position and landed on your butt, making you look ridiculous in front of the stranger.

"W-what?" you asked, confused but keeping a cool and intimidating voice as you try to regain your poise from the embarrassment.

"Are you fantasizing?" He asked in a cold and cocky tone, contrasting his innocent overall facet.

"What!? No!"

"Pshh. Girls.”

Apparently, your answer doesn’t help into making him any less conceited.

"Excuse me but I was looking at a butterfly and not you,” you retorted back as you looked away from him to keep your calm.

"A Butterfly? It’s raining, you delusional weirdo.”

"First of all, you don’t even know my name and you’re calling me a ‘delusional weirdo’? And second, you’re the one who’s delusional because it was right in front of you!”

"I must've been so blind to see something in front of me yet I still chose to be ignorant.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes in disbelief, convincing yourself that your whole day is absolutely ruined, to even start off without Min Ah in it.

"When will this rain stop?" You mumbled, obviously to no one in particular, but at the same time having your hopes up that this complete stranger would magically turn nice and start a good conversation.

"When will you stop talking?”

"I’m not talking to you.” You stuck your tongue out and gave him an insulting face to at least piss him off.

"Oh I see, there's no one around here, I suppose you're either talking to the rain, or maybe yourself, but I highly assume that you're talking to that imaginary butterfly," in a monotonous tone, he spoke and paused to give you a mocking smirk before putting on his headphones, “weirdo.”

“Ugh,” you groaned, refusing to accept the fact that this guy right here is the most unbelievable jerk you’ve ever met today— maybe even for all the years you’ve existed in this planet.

‘It’s getting seriously cold.’ You silently thought to yourself as you embraced your legs tighter, trying to keep yourself warm.

‘Should I ask a hug from him?’

You turned to look at him slowly, making sure he’s not looking at you or he might tease you again. You sighed as you slowly scanned his face that seemed so innocent and pure the more you look at it but winced in disgust as you remember his cocky attitude.

"Do you need a hug?"

"W-what!?”

This caught you off-guard, and making you look more dumbfounded than before as you covered your mouth the moment he started to slowly crawl closer to you.

"Seriously?"

The familiar voice snapped you back into reality when you finally realized that you’re actually staring at him, mouth dropped open.

"Do you really like me that much? Huh?"

"What the actual— no!" You denied, followed by a flustered blush and quickly covering it with your cold hands.

"Come with me."

Before you could even protest, he grabbed your other arm and dragged you all the way into a nearby small café, not even caring if you’re against it but somehow you felt his grip slightly gentle rather than you’ve expected to be full of force.

Notes

This is a snippet from Chapter 2 :)