Once upon a time a young lad was observing a butterfly stationed on a dainty petal of a flower which type he could not recall. Her majestic golden wings fluttered silently as she was finding the perfect balance. Her feelers kept moving in asymmetric order, probably sensing the juicy nectars. He find it cute that everything looked so busy yet beautiful. He was mesmerised by the rhythm!

Another young lad, much taller than him, crouched behind him to see what he was looking at. His left cheek rose up to form a half smile and then quickly, he dropped them back.

“Hay.”

“Oh, hi there! You want to have a look at that too? Come here!” he shifted to make space for his new found friend.

“No thanks. I’m not fond of such stuffs”

“That’s a butterfly!” he shrieked in disbelief at the other lad.

“I know, please” he rolled his eyes. “So you’re Kyungsoo?”

“H-how did you know my name?!” Kyungsoo’s pupils almost diminishing from his now enlarged eyes.

“Umm…your name-tag. It says so, or did I read it wrongly?” He smirked and rolled his eyes.

“No you don’t. Well, what’s your name then, Mr. Knows-Everything?” He straightened his uniform.

“I’m Kris. Just call me that. No questioning.”

“Oh well ok then. Umm what are you doing here?”

“Nothing, just passing by when I saw you near this bush. I find it weird” his eyes fixed on Kyungsoo’s, which made the shorter one looked away.

“Look here Mr. Kris. You scare me. I don’t know what or who you are, but I shall extend my hands so you can have the honor of leaving first.” Kyungsoo gracefully lifted his arms and nodded his head.

“Nice words boy. Shall see you next time.” He turned back and walked away, leaving nothing but a curious mind.

That boy keeps me wondering.