DAY 01, WEEK 01

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DAY 01, WEEK 01

He only had pants on.

The Sun had only just rose up. He saw me and had his eyes wide open and I could tell that he almost screamed.

I literally flew back up to the roof and waited till he came out to the balcony.

"What the f-" He almost swore.

"Shush. You don't swear at a girl you just met."

"Who, or actually, what are you?"

"I know this sounds cliché as heck and I don't blame you from wanting to swear and I know this is a first for all of us but you know, it- it, I- I."I started hyperventilating.

"I mean, I'm so so so sorry for that. I did not know."

"Can you please answer my question first?"

My eyes darted from his room to him, and eventually his eyes.

"I'm your guardian angel." I muttered.

There was a moment of silence between us, I flew a good 3 feet away from him so that he was at the edge of his balcony while I was in the middle of the air.

"I only became your guardian angel yesterday. Anyways, I'm not answering any more questions. You have to get ready for school and I'll tell you what you need to know on the way to school." I quickly said then flew to the gate of his house.

"If I wasn't already dead, I would have died back there." I said, hands covering my beetroot red face.

"He was shirtless." I muttered with a pitched voice.

"He was chirtlesss." My words started to get jumbled up.

"I guess even mystical creatures have emotions."Karry jumped out of nowhere and had a little smirk on his face.

"I- I didn't say anything."

"Let's go, I walk to school."

"Okay."

I just walked silently beside him with my head down. I could not bear to look at him. He was much taller than me, I only reached his shoulders.

"You said you were going to tell me some more about this." He said and gestured to the two of us.

"Yeah. So, in case you have not noticed, there are no fans whatsoever following you."

"I have, obviously."

"So, for three weeks, including this week, you are a normal, average teenage boy with no popularity."

"How? What? This does not even make any sense."

"It's just like that. Don't ask any more questions. By the way, only you can see and hear me, other people can only see or hear me when I want them to. I know you're speechless, just stay that way. I'm a fan, if I talk to you too much my little heart will burst."

He just stared at me while I looked towards the other direction, away from him. I could tell he was smiling because of several windows we passed by.

"You might want to stop staring at me like that. People will get suspicious." I advised him.

"Okay, I have a question."

"I'm not answering any."

"Please? Just one."

I turned to look at him. I clicked my tongue. He was taking advantage of the fact that I had a thing for him.

"Fine."

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