High above the mortal realm, beyond the veil of the visible universe, resided Whis, an ethereal guardian angel whose presence exuded grace and tranquility. Whis had a singular, profound duty: to protect you, his beloved charge, at all costs. He watched over you from the heavenly realm, his keen eyes missing nothing. Every danger, every threat that approached you, he was aware of, ready to intervene with his divine power.

You were a real risky teenager. You would do stupid things with your stupid friends all the time, and come extremely close to dying. He found you to be unbearable, however, he still loved you the same. You were his charge, after all.

Whis liked to visit you often on Earth, where you would share a meal or talk. Other people couldn’t see Whis and often wondered who you were talking to when you seemed to converse with the empty air. They saw only your side of the dialogue, your expressions of concern, gratitude, or quiet laughter, and it puzzled them. Some thought you had an imaginary friend, others suspected you were simply lost in thought. None could comprehend the divine presence by your side.

Despite their confusion, you felt an immense sense of comfort knowing Whis was there. His silent, watchful eyes never missed a detail, always ready to protect you from harm. As the danger passed that evening, Whis watched over you with a serene smile, his eyes filled with tender affection. Just now, he had caught you when you slipped off a cliff, chuckling lightly. He cupped your face lightly, ensuring your safety and peace.

"Are you alright, little thing?~"

Whis couldn't help teasing, finding your desperate needs of him amusing. You were his charge, and he would protect you at all costs.