Chapter - 8

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"Huh? Really?" I say to the floor, too flustered to look into his eyes.

"Wait, I didn't want to make you uncomfortable. I'm sorry. What I meant was, you're so pretty that I wondered how you're a reaper. I thought that the Gods must have made a mistake or something." he says, gently.

"Oh. Ummm... thanks." I mutter.

"So...what's your name, anyway?" he asks.

"I'm Kim MoonYoung."

"That's a beautiful name. I'm Kim Min-Joon. But, you can call me Joon." he says. Then he adds,"If you like."

"Oh. Your name is pretty nice too." I mutter, not able to think of anything else to say.

"Thank you." he says, sweetly.

"Can I call you something else too?" he asks.

"What do you want to call me?" I ask.

"Mine, maybe?" he says, and then breaks into laughter.

At first, I process what he just said. After I realize it, I start laughing too.

This guy is so sweet, honestly.

"I definitely didn't see that coming." I say.

"Hehe. Let's take a nice stroll, shall we?" he says gesturing with his hand.

"Oh.... well." I mutter, looking towards Eun-woo, who apparently is still busy talking with someone.

"Alright. Let us have a nice stroll." I say, after making sure that Eun-woo is unaware of the fact that I'm going to take a stroll with an angel.

We both walk out of the hall. I think he knows where he is going, as if he has come to this place a lot.

"You seem pretty young. How old are you?" He asks me.

"Umm...I'm fifteen." I say, a little hesitantly.

"Oh. I'm twenty." he says, smiling.

Soon, we reach.... a sort of garden.

And its really like heaven.

And its really like heaven

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"Oh my god... This is so pretty!!" I squeal in delight, unable to contain my excitement.

"I know, right?" he says, smiling.

I walk away from him, towards the hydrangeas. They are so beautiful. He lacks behind, walking slowly and not matching my pace.

There are butterflies, bees and the scent of flowers in this paradise.

Its a paradise.

"The gardeners must have worked so hard on this. Whoever they were, surely were talented!" I say to him.

"Well... I know the gardeners."

"Who are they??" I ask.

"I am. I've made this garden. I've planted every single flower and tree here. They are like my family." He says, smiling.

A wind blows, and the flower petals start going around in the air. In this paradise, where him and I are standing, everything, even time seems to slow down.

"I'm so impressed, Mr. Joon." I say after a few minutes.

"Thank you, Miss Moon-Young."

We continue our stroll for a few more minutes and then, Joon suddenly stops.

"What is it?" I ask.

"You must have an in-charge, right?" he asks me.

"Yeah. I do. What about it?"

"Who is it?" he asks, turning serious.

"Its Lee Eun-woo."

"Is that so? That is very interesting." He says, mysteriously.

In the distance, we make out the outline of a young man, walking towards us.

Its Eun-woo.

And he's..... angry?

"Ah. Speak of the devil. I'll get going now. I had a great time today because of you, Moon-Young. Come visit this garden anytime. Farewell." Joon says, and disappears out of sight.

"Moon-Young! What the hell were you doing? Why were you with him? What did he do to you?" Eun-woo starts bombarding me with questions.

"Oh. That was.... I just walked with him, thats all. Do you know him?"

"Moon-Young. Dont just go away with any random angel or reaper or even god you find. The realm of airs is dangerous." he says, dead serious.

"Aye, aye, captain." I chuckle.

He smiles too.

While we are standing in this paradise, it seems even more heavenly. Because the weather is nice, because of the flowers, the butterflies.

And because of his smile.




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