"How did we get here? When I used to know you so well." "How did we get here? Well, I think I know." Aspen Bellemore was a flame and everyone around her were merely moths. She attracted many people to her light by just existing. Even from a young age, Aspen was the girl that everyone wanted to be associated with. But Aspen was extremely frugal with her light, she didn't let just any moth swarm. Actually, Aspen hated moths, they always wanted to pick and prod at her as if she were a light specifically crafted to guide them through the night. Aspen thought she deserved something better and prettier, something like a butterfly. Tobias Archer was a butterfly; he didn't swarm pretty girls like moths. Of course, he noticed the flame, but he chose to fly during the day. Butterflies always ended up getting caught in the end because they were too pretty to let be free. Aspen caught a butterfly, "Hi, I'm Aspen. Do you want to partner with me for the extra credit assignment? Trying to grab a few more points before the end of the semester." Aspen asked confidently. Tobias offered a relaxed smile and replied, "Sure, I could use the extra points too." However, Aspen didn't know how to treat a butterfly because she was used to moths.