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Gunwook was a caterpillar sitting on a bench until that moment.
Until he was touched on his shoulder and suddenly he was not a caterpillar anymore.
It was weird. To not feel all of his legs, to be exactly the clothes he wore.
He has never felt this way before.
The caterpillar's name didn't feel so much like nomenclature when the owner of the hands spoke it with his mouth.
"Gunwook? That's a cool name. Hi, Gunwook. Mine's Matthew."
