A tanned, tall man got off of the bus. He let out a heavy sigh when a boy in a school uniform bumped into him, but the high school boy just walked away without even apologizing, popping his head back and forth while his right hand moved, following the music which came from the big headset around his head and his left hand holding the newest generation of iTouch in blue.

“Kim Jongin…”

The tanned tall man named Kim Jongin looked around him, trying to find the owner of that voice. But he couldn’t find that person.

“Over here, boy,” the voice said again. Jongin’s eyes landed on a man who sat on the empty bench not too far from him. Why  couldn’t I find him there just now? It’s less than one meter from me, Jongin asked himself.

The man stood up and walked over to him, “You are…” the man paused to let out a soft chuckle, “since you are a newbie, don’t ever do this. Ever again.” the man patted the boy’s shoulder. Jongin looked at him confusedly, not understanding what he was talking about.

The man looked at him once again, “Follow me, newbie.” He gestured his hand to follow him. Jongin followed him obediently without much protest.

A tall, fat man was walking towards them. Jongin took a glance at the man, showing no sign of changing his direction to avoid bumping into the fat man, nor the fat man trying to avoid both of them. Jongin swore he could see the man smirking. “Urm, sir… I think we should avoid that man because he’s walking towards us, or else we are going to bump him and we’re dead.” Jongin said as he scratched his head.

The man ignored him and kept walking towards the fat man. “Kim Jongin-ssi. You are dead and supposed to be in Hell right now. But God gave you a chance to go to Heaven by working for him.”

The man suddenly stopped in front of the fat man who just kept walking as if there was no one in front of him. Jongin was about to move so the fat man wouldn’t bump him. But he couldn’t move his own feet. .

“Be invisible.” the man whispered. Jongin closed his eyes tightly, still thinking of how to be invisible while the high school boy from before could obviously  bump his shoulder. It's not that he has superpowers. He’s just one of those lucky dead humans who made so many faults while he was alive and the-so-called God gave him another chance.

“How long are you going to close your eyes?” the man raised his brow. Jongin open his eyes and looked at his surroundings, the fat man is there, far behind him. “You are dead. Dead people can’t and won’t be able to seen by normal humans” The man said again.

Jongin bowed in apologize, “I’m so sorry.” The man didn’t show any reaction, he continued walking and Jongin followed behind him.

The man brought him to the tallest building in the centre of Gangnam district. Surprisingly, even though the building was really tall,  there aren’t a lot people in the lobby. There are one or two people walking back and forth with  carts filled with papers.

They entered the same lift with an old lady with cart of papers. The man greeted the old lady and she greeted back. Jongin bowed his head too to the old lady, but instead of greeting him back, the old lady scanned him from top to toe and not to forget, she also threw a glare at him.

“Ahjumma, don’t be so scary to him. He’s a new staff member here.” the man said to the old lady. But the old lady ignored the man and when the lift stopped at her floor, she pushed the cart out from the lift.

The lift door closed and the lift went up to the highest floor in the building. When the lift stopped again, they both came out. The floor was filled with desks and chairs in white, but there is no one there.  “This is your desk,” the man showed him one of the desks with nothing on top of the table except a computer.

Jongin sat in the chair, turning on the computer. He found a notification on the screen. “Wow, you already got your first task. Congratulations!” the man said, already behind his desk. Jongin clicked on the notification and a file opened.

Soul number 1

Name, , age: Han Mikyung, female, 10 years old.

Status: Dead.               

Reasons: Killed by her parents.

Heaven.

“You can use the facilities in the basement,” the man said as he stood up from his seat. Jongin nodded. He was still a bit confused about his new job given by the so called God. “Your job is to send the soul in that file to Heaven or Hell. Easy right?” The man added.

“Welcome to your new office, Kim Jongin a.k.a God of Death” the man cheered as he left the office, waving his hand at him to say goodbye.  The man entered the lift when it dinged. “Just call me, Kai” Jongin whispered before the door lift closed.

The man just smiled. “Good luck” he mouthed to Jongin. 

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Credits: Derplikeabuffalo @ restless heart syndrome | Lynnryan @ Poster Paradise | Vanivici @ Micrographia

Author's Note: I know, I have 1 on going story, 1 hiatus story, and 1 new project. But I can't help to write this story -__- I realized that I'm with romance/angsty type of stories, so I will use this story to practice.

No, this won't be like 49 days :P

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