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circling around the bedroom, the brown-haired woman was in a dillema

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circling around the bedroom, the brown-haired woman was in a dillema. she furrows her eyebrows together, her index finger and thumb on her chin as if she was thinking deeply about something. which she was. after a few days of living in the human world or earth, as they say, she hasn't made any progress. she admits she wants to go back to heaven but how can she with her lack of action.

"why do i have to go through this when i don't even know about anything here!?"

irene slumps flat on her bed, staring at the purple ceiling. being a clueless angel she is, she also has barely any knowledge of the human world except those random numbers she learned from school. she couldn't even bring herself to ask anyone, even her close human friend seulgi. she didn't want to seem to dumb to them. simple things for human were complicated for the angel, even the phone that seulgi defines are easy to use was just a plain lie. all those symbols... how could she memorize all of that!

seulgi laughed at her, asking how it can that be her first time using a phone. she was refrained from saying the truth as it would really expose her real identity. even if she did, seulgi might not believe her. irene pouts in annoyance, throwing weak punches in the air. tilting her head to the side, she questions, "what do i have to love even?"

love. she's not very familiar with the word. was it something to have? does everybody yearn for it? what do we earn from it? irene has heard of it and what she concluded that love is associated with strong feelings of affection towards another person, maybe even an object. from the book, they say that love is patient, love is kind; love is not envious, love is not boastful. the subject confused her, she wasn't able to understand it well. irene lived most of her life only caring about herself. she grew accustomed to the fact that only she herself can love her own and very much satisfied with that.

loving herself came with consequences though. first, it was difficult to make friends. fellow angels showed a bit of consideration and kindness towards irene on the outside but one could tell that they were not dealing with irene's conceited personality anymore. wendy was the ONLY one to be able to handle irene and maintain and good friendship with the older angel. wendy was outgoing and friendly, it would make sense that she wasn't bothered by irene at all and instead wanted to help her.

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