(Angel BoA)

  "I think they are ready," my master said.   "Are you sure? Every single one of them has worked out all of their problems?" I asked. He nodded. He had made his final decision. My colleagues and I called him, "The Fallen One", but no one really knew his name.   My master had a long story... He had told us, "I was an idol a while back, and I know how hard it can be. My group's debut was delayed, then we broke apart. I was the only one left but it was too hard for me to make it by myself. I was about to commit suicide... When an angel approached me. He was dressed in all white, but he seemed tired and worn. Well,back then, he was the Fallen One, but he asked me to take over... And I did. Saving famous people from death and giving them second chances is what I do now." I remembered it all.   "BoA," he said to me. I looked up. "You have done well. Your next mission is to go explain that their time has come. Their last day is three days away at exactly midnight." I nodded. I felt terrible for them... They were having so much fun. But raising people from the dead completely was impossible. My master could only help them for a short time.   I flew back down to earth, taking on my human form in the artist BoA's body. I found the six of them playing a game of cards. They were all smiling and laughing. Oh, how I hated this one part of my job.   "Hello..." I said. They looked up at me and smiled. Their smiles would be gone soon, though.   "Hi BoA!" Krystal said, giving me a quick hug. I smiled but felt guilty.   "Listen... You need to know something very important. You have three days left of your lives... Then my master will take you back to the dead. But you'll all be peaceful," I explained. I knew I sounded like bull.   Minho,