αll thє prєttч вuttєrflíєs ~miritama~ (rewrite)

ρяσℓσυgє

thє ídєα ís símplє. thє sєlf-hαrmєr símplч drαws α вuttєrflч σn thєír plαcє(s) σf sєlf-hαrm αnd, íf thє вuttєrflч fαdєs wíthσut thєm sєlf-hαrmíng, ít mєαns ít hαs lívєd αnd flσwn αwαч, gívíng thєm α sєnsє σf αchíєvєmєnt.

Tamaki learned this. He didn't remember learning it. He didn't remember where he learned it. He just knew why he found himself drawing pretty little butterflies on his wrists.

Though,

He never found himself getting that feeling of accomplishment.

нє мα∂є ιт нιѕ gσαℓ тσ ℓєт тнєм fα∂є αωαу, αт ℓєαѕт σи¢є.