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"do you want to hear something i feel bad about?” kyeonghwan asked the person next to him. recently, his old embarrassing thoughts kept coming up and harassing him. he had to tell someone, so he could feel better.
“when i was seven, i ate a butterfly because everyone kept talking about ‘having butterflies in their tummy’ and i wanted to know what it felt like.” a loud sigh left the male’s lips. “oh thank gosh i got that off my chest.”
he grinned. “thank you for listening! i know, i feel bad for the butterfly too... i wish i didn’t eat that poor butterfly either... i still feel bad. what if it had a family?! like did i eat the poor butterfly with three kids who was just trying to get back out there??”
kyeonghwan covered his mouth and shook his head. “tell me i didn’t rob three beautiful little butterfly children or their mom or dad!!!”













