White | 2yeon

III

Staring at the white ceiling, how I wish it was either red or black, it would be easier to look at anyway.

I placed my phone into the charging port, then went to sleep, waiting for tomorrow to come. Obviously, my mind isn't giving me a break and kept me up. Then I received a notification.

It was from the school. It says that I start school tomorrow and my schedule was attached below the message. Well fuck school, I don't know why my father want to know so much about angels, they are so boring.

If you are wondering why I'm not hurting here while in heaven is because we can cross realms. I don't know how to explain it but like we can go to other places that belong to other species.

Well that was easy to explain. It's just a little colder here though we are closer to the sun. Then there was a knock on the door. "Sigh do these angels even know private time?" I grumble, obviously unhappy.

I opened the door and was met with the girl earlier who helped me with my stuff. She have a slight smile on her face and her cheeks are slightly tinted pink which looks cute.

"Hey wassup, you need something?" I greet her like how I would greet my friends down in hell but a look of shock washed over her shy smile.

"Something wrong?" I asked, not understanding why would she be shocked.

"Don't speak like the devils, the head mistress doesn't like it." She said in a hushed tone. Looks like she knows how we speak down there huh.

"I'm sorry, are you uncomfortable?" I opened my door a little bigger while I motioned for her to come in. She walked in rather cautiously as she looked at my room.

"Do you need help unpacking? I can always lend you an extra hand." She is extremely bubbly. Not say I hate it, but like I can't stand it.

"Hmm that would be nice." I said as I forced a smile on my face and she almost immediately got to work after my answer.

I started to unpack my stuff as well. She feels so familiar, am I missing something?