Pie: Many butterflies around here. Kim: Maybe they just escaped? Pie: Huh, where? Kim: When I opened my mouth just before. Pie: Huh? Kim: There are butterflies inside my stomach since a long time ago, Pie.
“Kim, I’m sorry. I was afraid. I was confused. I was afraid of everything—that my mom would be angry at me, that my friends would tease me, and that I was afraid of others’ eyes. But now I know that… if I’m still afraid, I’ll lose you. I don’t want to lose you.”