Bangtan's Guardian Angel (BTS Fanfic)
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  • Reads 12,099
  • Votes 485
  • Parts 25
  • Time 2h 22m
Ongoing, First published May 16, 2016
"You're dead."
I froze.
I'm dead?
I slowly looked at the man dressed in white in front of my figure with a mixture of shock, confusion and bewilderment. He was tall and intimidating. But, it wasn't the time to be scared.
"How?" I dared to say.
"Apparently, you were hit by an incoming truck while saving a little boy."
Then everything flashed before my eyes. I remembered.
Slowly and cautiously, I walked towards him, staring at the gigantic gate in front of me, "I see... So this is heaven?"
He nodded but blocked my path.
"What are you doing?"	
"Unfortunately, you still have one more task before entering this gate."
I raised an eyebrow, "What is it?"
"You have to protect 7 boys from danger."
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"For 100 days.."
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