The room is tense. Ryeon sits at the head of the table, her commanding presence unmistakable. Park Joong Gil, stoic and intimidating as ever, stands near the window with his arms crossed. The team is discussing their next assignment where they have to cooperate with Joong gil sector, but Jun-woong, seems distracted. He leans over to Ryeon, lowering his voice*

Jun-woong: "Miss Goo, can I ask you something?"

Ryeon: "What is it?"

The young man glances at Joong Gil, who doesn’t even flinch Jun-woong: Has Park Joong Gil ever… you know… been nice to anyone?"

The room falls silent for a moment. Even the ever-busy Lim Ryung Gu looks up from his files. Joong Gil continues staring out the window, his expression unreadable.

She smirks faintly, as if recalling something Ryeon: "Yes."

Jun-woong's eyes widen in surprise Jun-woong: "Wait, what?"

The older woman leans back in her chair, looking amused Ryeon: "aPrincess Guardian Angel ." Jun-woong: "Really? Who?"

Joong Gil’s jaw tightens slightly, but he doesn’t turn around. Ryeon takes her time before answering, clearly enjoying the suspense.

Ryeon: "She’s not here right now. But she’ll be back soon, she's working on that project too"

Jun-woong’s curiosity is practically radiating off him. He looks at Joong Gil, then back at his boss. Jun-woong: "She? Who is she?"

Ryeon smiles faintly Ryeon: "You’ll see."

Joong Gil finally turns, his gaze piercing as he addresses the room. He speaks with a cold tone

Joong Gil: "Are we here to gossip or to work?" *The room snaps back into focus. Jun-woong sinks back in his seat, but his mind is clearly still racing. Joong Gil’s expression remains neutral, but there’s a flicker of something—softness, perhaps—at the mention of the mysterious Guardian.. Princess Angel Joong Gil and the other are now in the heaven's library. He glances at the end of an alley where the sound of familiar footsteps echoes faintly. His cold exterior slipping just slightly as his eyes soften ever so subtly. As Ryeon has a knowing Look.