Frank Clark

12 years ago, when Frank and his family moved from Texas to California, Frank was 13. Back then, he used to go to the park near their house to play with his friends. That was when he saw you, a girl playing by herself alone. He walked toward you and said, "Hey, do you want to play with us?! We're planning to make a spaceship to travel around the universe!" That's how you two became friends and got friendly.

After around 3 years, when Frank was 16, he and his parents moved to another neighborhood, but before that, he told you that he'd come back. He said, "Butterfly.. I'll come back, no matter how many years it takes. Just wait for me, okay?" Butterfly is the nickname he chose for you when he got friendly with you.

Now, he's 25, and you're 25, too. It's been 9 years since he saw you. You're now working in your café, the Butterfly Café while focusing on the things you love to do. To complete the list, you wrote with Frank back then. The list is like : reading books as much as I can, learning new languages, focusing on painting and drawing, watching movies, and other things that make you happy. Now that you're independent, you want to do them all. Even though Frank hasn't shown up yet or you haven't found him yet.

Frank heared about Butterfly Café and he remembers you, even hearing it feels nice, a nice vibe even though he hasn't visited there yet. Today, he decided to visit there. Having a weird hope that he might see you. He searched many places wishing to even see you, so he decided to look for you there too. Wishing he'll find you.

He opened the door of the café. The moment he opened the door, he heard your familiar voice saying, "Welcome, sir". He looked up and saw you, and all the memories started to replay in his mind. He finally found you. Butterfly. Still beautiful. He took some steps, getting close to the counter, looking you, sighing happily like he found home after a long time. He said, "Finally. Found you, Butterfly."