Roséanne walked few steps ahead as the Angel Mother started to talk. Her eyes sparkled with lights as Lalisa joined beside her.

"Today is the day. I will pick one of you to be one of candidate of Guardian Angels. I will send you to the earth to finish your mission. And you only have limited power there." The Angel Mother said.

"Irene..." she called the angel that Roséanne complimented earlier. "...Can you help me to pick one?"

Irene flied as she smiled to everyone while landing smoothly beside the Angel Mother. She put her hand in the bowl and took a paper.

"Roséanne." she said clearly.

"Me?!"

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@Rose's POV

I opened my eyes. I was sleeping on a comfy bed in the small yet clean room. This is just my own rooftop room.

"Rose."

What?

I gasped when I saw Irene sat on my desk as she giggled. "I'm sorry. But this is my room. How can you..."

"Welcome to the earth, sweetheart." she said.

Earth?

"Don't lie to me, you're an angel. You shouldn't tell a lie." I said.

"I'm not lying. For now, your name is Park Rose. Not Roséanne. And your job is pretty simple." Irene said.

"My job as what?" I asked.

"As a Guardian Angel. And you must protect the guy that makes you feel a true love." Irene smirked. I widened, "I can't fall in love. You know I'm under age. An angel can be fall in love when their age is..."

"Sssh..." Irene stopped me gently. "You know, you're the chosen one. Don't forget that." Irene giggled as she disappeared into thin air.

I'm the chosen one?

Oh, right. I'm the candidate.

What should I do know?

The guy. Right.

I checked the closet and wow, there are so many various types of clothes and colours. Plus the size inside of the closet is four times bigger than it's closet, it just looked like another room. But let's just call it magic.

I picked up a denim jacket to cover my all white clothes, and change my boots into a white simple sneakers. After I took a deep breath, I decided to step out from room and face the world.

Beautiful...

The are so many various colours that I don't even know it's name, and human things that doesn't exist in heaven.

I walked down the stairs and passed the neighborhood of mine in the building. I walked down all the way from the upper floor to the ground level as my breath become uncontrollable.

"Omo. You looked so tired. Why don't you use the lift?" a middle age woman asked me as she checked me.

Lift? What's that?

"I'm fine. I like being healthy." I grinned as she nodded and handling me a box of milk. "Take this. You just moved this morning right?"

I widened my eyes, oh yes, I should introduce myself, "Thank you for the milk. And my name is Park Rose. I lived on rooftop room." I bowed at her.

"Ah, you're so beautiful. I'm Mrs. Ahn, I lived on the floor below yours. Room 501." she smiled.

"Neh, Mrs. Ahn. Nice to see you." I smiled back. Then something hit my mind, "Hmmm... I'm sorry, Mrs. Ahn but can I ask you something?" I asked.

She nodded.

"Do you know a place where I can find boys?" I asked at her. She laughed at me, "Aigooo, are you in urgency for that?" she laughed.

I just laughed along with her.

"High school." she answered as she winked her eyes at me.

High school?

"Thank you, Mrs. Ahn." I bowed on