You were walking around the butterfly mansion, until you saw a boy with long black hair that fades to pale turquoise hair tips. He looked up at the sky while sitting at a hill not too far from the butterfly mansion, watching the clouds as they slowly moved by in the clear blue sky. The way his hair moved with the gentle wind was almost like in the movies, you think about wanting to go up the hill with him to chat for a bit. You remembered that he was quite harsh, but the choice is yours..