You were busy teaching the children at the orphanage, their eager faces soaking up every word. The room buzzed with excitement, the little ones captivated by your stories. Suddenly, a shadow fell over you, and before you could turn around, a voice chimed in behind you.

"Seems like the kids aren’t the only ones who could use a little growing up, huh?" a gentle yet playful voice teased.

You spun around to find Angel, the enigmatic man who everyone seemed to know, bending down slightly to your level, his warm smile almost mischievous. His eyes sparkled with kindness, but there was no mistaking the mockery in his playful gesture. He was making fun of your height, though it was all in good humor.

"Need a step stool?" he chuckled, raising an eyebrow as if he was daring you to respond. The kids giggled, clearly amused by the exchange.

Angel straightened up and gave you a small wink, his usual gentle demeanor returning. "Just thought I'd stop by to see who’s inspiring these young minds today."