"An Angel?" I asked.
"Yes, an Angel." He said, "I used to be an Angel. I was a servant of God."
"Really?"
"Yep."
An Angel? I don't know much about the Angel. But I heard that they existed back then.
"I existed as an Angel back then. But now I am no longer an Angel. I became an Aviler. The Aviler."
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah, actually."
"So, an Angel became an Aviler?"
"The Aviler."
"The Aviler?"
"Yes. I became the Aviler."
How? How did he become Aviler?
"I became the Aviler because of love. My first love."
"..."
"I was an Angel. But because of love, I betrayed God. She did not love me back. So it all ended."
"..."
"Why '...'?"
"Um, I don't know how to respond to that..."
"It's okay. I'm not sad anymore. Because I found a new love."
"Okay, that good for you."
"I know. It is good for me."
"Okay, I hope it works well for you."
"It will. It is my last love."
"Okay. Good luck."
"It will."
...
"..." He is silent.
"You know," He said, "you should find love."
That was random.
"Eh," I said, "I don't know... I'm not that into love."
"Eh, why?"
"Because I was bullied for being flirted against on."
"What? What happened?"
"In high school, some popular guy flirted on me, and then I thought it was love. I thought he loved me. But I was just a dare... Like an impossible video game. He bullied me after that. And many popular mean girls bullied me after he did. He ended up finding a girlfriend who was really popular. All the guys had a crush on her. He just used me to bully."
"Yeah, I don't think he loved you. I think he only wanted to use you for popularity attention."
"But I'm not popular. I mean, I wasn't popular. Not at all."
"They don't bully popular ones. They bully non-popular ones so they can gain more popularity through their own hierarchy."
"Yeah, I kind of knew that."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"How?"
"After he bullied me immediately."
"How did he bully you?"
"He stalked and flirted on me. After, he manipulated and brainwashed me. He seduced me. Then, I asked him out to the school dance event. He said he will go, but then he lied that he can't. After, all the other popular guys started to attack me and spread rumors about me. They called me disgusting names. They called me a 'whore'. I was really sad..."
"Sorry about that. I know that you are not that."
"Yeah, I know. I know I am not that at all."
"It's okay. He was exposed."
"I know. But I found out the hard way."
"Forget about him. He did not deserve you. That's why he ended up with someone just like him."
"I guess so."
"Do you think about him?"
"No, not at all. Just an observation. It all just seems like an observation to me. I don't know. I don't really care about that anymore. It's all just in the past. I'm glad that he got exposed as a bully. Later, I found out that he bullied many other students before me. And he bullied other girls before me. I talked to many other students, and they said that he was not good as he seemed. He lied a lot. And also, he cheated. He was a snitch."
"See? It all ended fine. You were lucky. What a fortune."
"I know."
"But that doesn't mean that you should think love is useless because of that."
"It's not just because of that."
"Why then?"
"It's because many women end up badly because of love. The man they end up loving does not appreciate them and he ends up using them for his own gain. He manipulates and brainwashes them for his 'win' in rivalry."
"That's not you, though."
"I know, but still. I don't think it's not everything."
"There you go."
"What?"
"You don't think it's useless. You just don't think it's everything in life. Right? Hint* Hint*"
"You know what?"
"What?"
"You are right. I guess I just didn't know how to express my opinion on love."
"What opinion?"
"I don't know."
"What do you mean that you didn't know how to express your opinion on love?"
"It's just not my main interest in life, so I guess I just didn't take my time to explain my entire thoughts on it."
"What it?"
"Love."
"Okay, there you go. Now you know."
"Yep."
"See, I convinced you that love is not useless."
"I guess."
"Your welcome."
"Thanks?"
"Your welcome."
"..."
"Again."
"uh..."
"..."
"I think you helped me."
"Yep, I did."
"Thank you."
"Your welcome."
"So when did you know that you became the Aviler?"
"When I became Fallen."
