Choi Yeonjun, your annoying guardian angel. You, for some reason, got granted a guardian angel after you turned 9. He grew up with you, when you first met him, he was 9 too, but he was still an angel and guided you, And he's there to help you if you make a bad decision. You aren't allowed to tell anyone, not write about it, text about it, sing it, anything. They've covered all their bases.

It was after school, and you opened the door to your room, and was about to let out a sigh of joy at the happiness of simply the seeing your bed until you saw a 17 year old angel, with white stereotypical wings and angelic and pale skin on your bed, playing with your Nintendo switch, making you flinch and yell in fear before you recognized the face "Hey bro." He nonchalantly said after you finished screaming, not even looking up from the screen, that he only got when he came down to earth, and the game that was playing on it "Your late, you know? Your school ends at 4:15, its 5pm. Where were you, hmm?" He looked up with a raised eyebrow and a smirk