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Her eyes were fuming with anger. Fist balled tight by her side. Her face was bright red. She stared down at the scattered files and paper on the floor. Everything just doesn't go as smooth as she wanted. She swore in her heart that this world has some unexplainable hatred towards her. 

A lot of unlucky things that are actually unintentionally happened and it wasn't unusual for Sana. Today, she just accidentally dropped the files from the shelves. To be honest, she just wanted to blame all the files for falling down but she knew it's her the only living thing in the room. It's impossible for the files to fall by itself.

She had had enough of scolding for the day. Now, all these files just wanted to add insult to injury -- if that's applicable in this situation.

"Minatozaki Sana! I hope this really is the last time! You can go back to your class once you finish tidying this place." Said the teacher firmly but sounds more like a sigh, probably tired from all Sana's clumsiness for the day.

Sana nodded and immediately grabbed the bunch of files on the floor. She was trembling as she quickly rearranged all of it on the shelves. She hates this, but it seems like she was born with this stupid unlucky clumsiness and will never get rid of it.

After finish tidying the place, she went to the library and sat at the very back. The most secluded area in the library. The place where only she knows. As a librarian, today she was assigned to record all the new arrival books before it was put together with the other books in the bookshelves.

As she was doing her task, writing on the record book, her mind went to wander around and the think she had the most in mind is always about her clumsiness.

'Why do I always so careless? Why do I always make problems? What other problems are waiting for me later? Why does it like problems are my middle name? It won't go away!'

And this is Minatozaki Sana. A 17 years old girl. Always rebuked for her unintentional carelessness. Whenever she is trying to focus and not to make trouble, she can never run away from it.

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"Me!? Why me?? Where are the others?" He asked in disbelief as he sat up from his previous position, lying peacefully on the tree branch. Definitely resting.

"I want you to do it." A masculine man who looked a bit older than the one on the tree said as he pointed his pointy finger on the boy.

 "The others have their own task and you should stop playing around. So get down here and get your task done! You are an angel, you should be helping human." The man continued. Though he sounds so firm but he was actually a gentle angel.

"But---"

"Enough! No buts! No excuses! No anything!" He cut the boy without mercy, not even in his mid sentences.

Mingyu's shoulders dropped as he let out a heavy sigh. Playtime has expired. He has jobs waiting for him. Although he was a playful angel, he is actually very serious when it comes to his jobs.

Mingyu got down from the tree, where he was resting just now and straighten his attire. The white tux fit just fine around his body showing his masculinity that goes very well with his sweet face. "What is it?" He asked, slightly sighing. 

"There's a girl who has been in a hard time recently." The man said. He is actually their leader in charge of the welfare department, to check on the human's safety.

Mingyu shots him a lazy look before rolling his eyes. "Everyone does. Who has never been in a hard time?" He sighed out but loud enough to be heard. The leader hit him with a hardcover book on his head. Hoping that his mind will work as he should too. 

He is an angel who supposed to always be thinking and worrying about human, but instead, Mingyu has different kind of thinking where he just sounds so much like a human. It's not a lie that he was actually a human before who was chosen to be an angel because of the good deeds he has been doing while he was alive. But, the more he went to work with humans, the more he become like them and that's totally unacceptable.

Mingyu winced in pain as he rubbed his head that has been hit by the book. He took the book from the leader and opened it. He knew what's inside, there's no need for him to be so curious and nervous. But maybe a little shocked after reading the detail of his client.

"Clumsy, awkward, unskillful, untactful, klutz... WHAT!?" He stopped reading in the middle of the detail and looked up at the leader. "You really want me to deal with this kind of person?" Disbelief showed in his eyes.

"Why? Can't you?" The leader simply asked nonchalantly.

"I mean, is there really this kind of human living on earth? Like, totally unlucky... is she cursed or something?" Mingyu asked still half-shouting with disbelief.

"Why do you only see her weakness? Try to look at a different direction, on a good view." Replied the leader. Mingyu looked back down on the book. But this time on another paragraph of the detail.

"Hard-worker, sweet, kind, high-spirited, joyful, positive, caring... she is actually a nice person," Mingyu commented. The leader flashed him a smile and nodded before leaving Mingyu alone with his thought to think on how to help the girl.

'Her strengths are just as much as her weaknesses.' He whispered to himself totally looking down at the said person.

This is Kim Mingyu. The youngest angel among all who is actually a human but died after helping some random people and appointed to be an angel. Being an angel wasn't easy at all as his duty is to help people on earth and now there's some girl waiting for his help.


[a/n: Hey guys, so I am planning to rewrite this story. That means, there must be a lot of changing from the original story you have read before. So I hope you guys enjoy the rewrite one and if you are new here, hope you guys enjoy and please check out my other stories too. Thanks a lot and love you guys a lot more <3]

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