“Se–seyeon-ah,” A boy, who was laying in his hospital bed, trying to speak. Seyeon, the girl who knew that his best friend called her, came nearer. She almost cried, again. The boy trying to sit down in his bed, Seyeon helped him. His parents were there, sitting in the corner of the room. His step-mother was crying, looking at his step-son.

               “I-I have a story to tell you, before that, Mom and Dad could you please go out for a while? I want to talk to Seyeon. Before that, I want to tell you that I am so grateful to have parents like you, thank you for everything, and I’m sorry if I did many wrong things to you, and one thing I’m sure of is, Mom and Dad, I love you soooo much,” Taehyung – the boy – smiled. Their step-parents came nearer and hugged him tightly, like it was the last time they would hug each other. “I-I want to talk to Seyeon now,” His stepmother let go of him. “Ok, I’ll see you, son, bye,” “B-bye”

                Click.

                They heard the door closed. Taehyung and Seyeon left together. Seyeon was already sobbing. “W-why did you say such word?” Taehyung didn’t answer. He just inhaled, exhaled; seemed that he had something really important to be told to her.

                “I want you to know this, since you’re my beeeeeeesssttt friend ever, but you have to keep it as a secret, you promise me?” He held his pinky, Seyeon too, she nodded.

                “Seyeon-ah, I shouldn’t tell you this… I’m an angel,”

                “You what?”

                “I’m an angel. Do you believe me?”

                “How can I not believe in you? I do believe in you, we’re best friend,” She erased her tears.

                “Angels do exist, I am one of them,”

                “H-how can?”

                “Yeah, God sent good people to this world