1 Minute, 1 Second (feat. Taru) - Epik High (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TzW9uwfSMv4)     ------------------------ Narrator’s P.O.V:     That afternoon, Naeun safely got back home to her apartment. She kicked off her shoes, put her bag down and jumped onto her bed, tired already.   She practically skipped school and stayed hidden in the janitor’s closet until the janitor himself found her and told her to go home. After that, she went to her part time job at the library and finally came back home after her shift was done.   Tiredly, she pulled out an elastic from her braid and combed her fingers through her hair, letting her scalp relax.   After eating something quickly for dinner, she decided to just go to sleep. She was about to fall into slumber-land already.   But before her eyes closed, Naeun reached over to grab the feather from her side table and smiled at it.   Lovingly, she twirled it around. Although it sounded crazy and insane to other people, she opened her lips to speak to it, as if she was talking to her guardian angel. It was as if he was there to listen to her troubles.   Her imagination took a toll on her as the figure of an angel—her angel—sat down on one of the desk’s chairs. Because she was already tired, she could barely make out the handsome face of her angel.   But in her imagination, he was there, even though she was just pretending that he was. Naeun placed the feather back onto the table and