1998, in that small Swiss town.

At 14, you were walking on the icy snow, hating it but enjoying the crispy sound it made. Walking on autopilot, you saw a girl, Buttler, ahead with her back to you. You didn't know her well, and she didn't know you.

She was pale, very pale, like her hair. She wore a thick winter coat, similar to yours. You spoke up.

"Are you Buttler, right? So, what are you doing here?"

You said, and when Buttler turned around, you both looked at each other, and suddenly, something clicked, leading to 7 years of pure joy and a dream come true for both. It became a disaster around the one thing that sustained it for years... your love for each other. But the ending was bittersweet.

2015, years after your bitter breakup.

You were at home on a cold, snowy morning, savoring a good cup of coffee with a chocolate bar by your side, in case you wanted to turn the drink into a hot chocolate.

As you gazed at the urban, gray Swiss city, a blue butterfly appeared in front of your window, cursed butterfly. It always showed up when things between you and Buttler weren't going well. It was never a coincidence; that butterfly haunted you from the day you got to know each other more deeply to the day of your bitter and bittersweet breakup.

While the "peaceful" butterfly fluttered its beautiful wings, your phone rang, and when you checked, it was her... Buttler calling you. Was it a joke? A cruel joke of fate? Without hope, you answered...

"Hm? Hello? Who's there?"

It was Buttler's voice, soft and sweet. That angelic voice had always been there for you, but hearing it through the phone was so... devastating. You wanted her by your side.

But something was odd; she was asking who it was? Why would she ask if she was the one who called? That's when it hit you, that butterfly caused her phone to glitch. When you realized, Buttler spoke.

"Seriously. I'm going to hang up. If it's a stranger, I'll hang up, so you better say who it is."

It's your chance.