(Caption) Butterfly Star

He was on his way to the banquet. The night air was cool, the road was quiet, and only the noise from afar reminded him that the banquet was not far. Suddenly, a group of butterflies appeared from the darkness. Their wings glowed faintly, tracing strange patterns in the air. He instinctively chased after them, wanting to see these unusual creatures more clearly.

Soon, he realized he had left the original path. In front of him stretched an endless starry sky, the ground beneath his feet had vanished, and all around him floated points of light and dancing butterflies. He froze, not knowing how he had arrived there. The butterflies circled around him, coming closer and closer. He reached out to push them away, but the moment they touched his body, his clothes began to dissolve, as if swallowed by light.

A strange chill ran over him. The butterflies continued to dance, brushing against his arms, shoulders, and chest. His body gradually grew slender, his skin smooth. His fingers lengthened, his shape softened. His chest rose, his waist narrowed, and a graceful curve took form. His breathing became light and unfamiliar. Looking down, he saw his legs long and delicate, his ankles slim. A strange sensation spread across his face, as though his features were being reshaped. A sound slipped from his throat without him meaning to, now a clear, bright female voice.

He stood frozen, no longer able to think of himself as "he". Now she was surrounded by butterflies, completely in the shape of a young girl. Then the butterflies brought new things—pieces of clothing emerging from the glow. First came a dress of black and gold, a blend of night and starlight. The butterflies draped the fabric over her body, winding ribbons around her waist and fixing ornate patterns in place. The hem spread out like butterfly wings. Shoes appeared at her feet, adorned with golden bows. A white ribbon settled into her hair, making her blonde locks shine even more.

When it was finished, she felt as if she had become someone entirely new. She lifted the edge of her dress, watching the hem sway, and felt a beauty she had never known. The starry sky reflected her figure like a mirror, and she could not help but smile. The butterflies still danced around her, as though celebrating.

Without hesitation, she turned and walked toward the banquet. She knew she was no longer the man she once was, but the "butterfly star" who would shine at the feast.