Butterfly - Chaewon x Minju #

Shake Mint

Today we see you again...

Like every morning when we were watering the flowers that were blooming in the school's garden beds.

When we look at the same window every day, we always see you standing there breathing in the air.

Why do you like coming to school early when other students want to stay in bed as long as possible or some don't even want to come to school at all? Sometimes we wonder.

But we don't dare ask you...

Because you don't know us.

We'd love to get to know you like your roommates. Or as friends from the same school But we're not good at approaching people first. Plus you're famous too. You are a celebrity at school. We probably wouldn't dare go in and greet you.

But we really want to get to know you.

It's been almost a year since you moved here to study. We never dared to greet you. I secretly peek into your classroom window every morning. We can do just that. So crazy, right?

We still remember the first time we met you. It was the day that our whole family had to go to the provinces early in the morning. So dad had to drop us off early in the morning. It was very early in the morning, so we were able to open the school before the janitor.

We walk around School because I'm very bored. Not one friend has come yet. School was very quiet in the morning. It's the first time we've experienced this kind of atmosphere. It's strange too.

I walked and found a flower bed that the school had planted behind the building where I used to study. In the past, I had never once felt that it was beautiful. I don't know why either.

But that day the flowers were very beautiful. Is it because of the atmosphere? Because of the smell of the earth Or because the morning sunlight hits the petals that slowly fade Is it blooming? When I walked in to take a closer look. I saw there was dew on it. It's like really experiencing nature. It feels good in a different way.

I don't know what inspired us to pick up a watering can that was lying nearby. It was a little more than half filled with water. Thinking back to that day, I can still clearly feel the volume and heaviness.

We slowly watered each row. I remember being very calm at the time because I was pouring water and admiring the flowers. Act like you're the heroine of some drama that doesn't have a hero. Play the role of talking to the flowers in the morning. I felt like a crazy person again. I'm talking alone.

I didn't realize how much time had passed while I was contemplating the beauty of the flowers like that. Until the school gardener greeted him.

“Why did you come so early? I'm a person, right?"

Oh, Uncle! I'm a person, not a ghost.

At that time we thought in our hearts. But I just answered, "People." I thought about it and laughed a lot too.

After that, I had fun talking with Uncle Suan Pleun. His uncle asked why he came this early. It was very early, so he thought he saw a ghost. Because at school there is a story about the ghost of a female student.

“Normally, I never liked flowers. When I see a flower, I never feel anything at all."

We talked with Uncle Gardener about flowers. I didn't think it would become such an interesting topic.

“Really, just one flower is beautiful in itself. But if you see a lot of them together It'll be even more beautiful. Do you think it's true?"

It's true what my uncle said. The amount may affect the feeling.

We poured water and talked with your uncle. We saw many things that we had never noticed. From the beauty of flowers Dew that clings to the petals of leaves and flowers Including the butterflies that fly to the flowers.

I already know a bit about insects that pollinate flowers because I've studied it before. But that day I just observed it carefully. This butterfly chooses only beautiful flowers. That's all. And will flowers that are not perfect or not fit together be disappointed? Starting to think instead of flowers.

We walked around in the flower beds for so long that it felt strange. It's like someone is watching. Who is not your uncle?

It's a feeling like a glimpse in the corner of your eye.

It probably isn't the ghost of a female student that you've heard stories about, right? You'll be scared already.

But when I looked around, left, right, front, back, top and bottom, I didn't find anything unusual like I thought. There will only be you standing at the window of room 6/1, your classroom.

If we don't think about it ourselves...

It's like you're looking at us.

We accidentally made eye contact with you. The smile that was left over from the conversation with Uncle Gardener back then also reached you in an unintentional way.

But it doesn't matter...

Because at that time you also smiled slightly back.

So we didn't feel embarrassed smiling at people we didn't know alone.

Then you turned your head in another direction.

In fact, we should change the point of placing our eyes. But it was as if he was mesmerized by that smile. We hardly want to take our eyes off you.

The whole garden of flowers is beautiful without a single part of your smile.

The quantity has no effect on the feeling...

We want to compare you to a flower. But there is probably no flower worthy enough to compare with you.

And if it's a flower It could just be the one chosen by the butterflies, right?

If you were a butterfly Then you can choose beautiful flowers. We'd rather see you as a butterfly. We want you to receive the best. I want you to choose the most beautiful flowers for you. It's not a flower waiting for a butterfly.

Many times we have thought that If we were a flower What kind of flower will we be in your eyes?

Beautiful, fresh, fragrant flowers that invite you to smell them. Withered flowers. The petals are torn and unsightly.

Or is it just the grass growing next to it? The flowers were eventually pulled out because they were useless. Plus it's a pest.

Even so, we still want to be the flowers in your plot. It's just one flower in your garden. Even if the petals are torn and overlooked

Choose what's best for you. Choose the most beautiful flowers for yourself.

We can only hope that there will be someone to water and fertilize our flower plants. In case someday our flowers will bloom and be beautiful in your eyes. If that's the case, it would be good.

It seems like a deep lack of expectation.

If possible...

No matter what...

We will always be the flowers waiting for you here.

“Chaewon likes flowers? I see them watering every day."

This is the first time you talk to us.

First time seeing you up close

First time being this close to your smile. And it was so beautiful that the entire flowerbed would be angry at you for making it all wither like this.

And the first time you called my name Even though you probably don't even know our names.

We wonder if this might be the first time a butterfly has flown by...

Even though there were many feelings and doubts going on right now, Should we answer your question first or ask you how you know our names?

What should I do first?

"No..."

"I don't like flowers. We like butterflies."

talk

We did this one-shot very calmly. But on the other hand, I want it to be finished quickly. Because Phil is coming and wants to finish the decorations all at once. If I don't get married today, I won't have free time the other day. The work will be crushed to death. Even though it was this short, it lasted for 3 hours and I'm already holding my temples, haha.

For the enjoyment of reading Or if anyone has finished reading it, it doesn't matter. We would like to recommend listening to the song.

Butterfly 

of

BTOB 

Please go along, because we were inspired to compose this one-shot from this song. The song is easy to listen to and feels good. Listen and read it to chill. After 3 minutes the song is finished and you should be able to finish reading the story because it's so short. Haha.

Stopped by to post first because it's almost Christmas. So I wanted to write a light fic for you to read in a Christmas atmosphere like this. I didn't join any project with the villagers. But I'm totally into Mint lol.

P.S. Thank you to everyone who came in as always. Hehe. I love it.