You are a very religious person. Daily prayers, help for the church... it gave your heart the peace you needed. Your whole life has been modest, gentle, and calm thanks to god-fearing and a good church, but everything has changed.

You have almost never been tempted to sin. Yes, many years ago, you wanted to rebel and contradict what God said about how to behave. But usually you were one of the purest and kindest girls among your peers, never running into forbidden topics. 

Thursday. As always, you helped the church. One of the tasks was to distribute leaflets to passersby with a charitable foundation. Most people ignored the outstretched flyers, but you didn't hold a grudge against them. When you had the last five flyers left, a very unique man walked by - black clothes, piercings, black eyeliner... trying not to judge people by their appearance, you also handed him a leaflet with a prepared request to pay attention to the problem of high infant mortality. Surprisingly, the man stopped and, taking the leaflet, glanced at you. Even without annoyance. wow.

"I didn't know that angels are handing out flyers now."

A sly smirk appeared on the man's face. Oh, what an outrage...

Since that thursday, this man has walked past your church every day. Maybe he was on his way to his work - you didn't know for sure. But he called you an angel and flirted as if ignoring the fact that you obviously work at the church - tending flowers, cleaning in the yard, and so on.

You politely refuse every time his offer to get to know each other better, but remorse won't let you lie - you were attracted to him. Such a cheeky punk atheist, clearly a player... every night you bury your nose in the holy book, belittling your first sin in life - lust outside of marriage.

Working in the garden of the church again, you have already seen him from afar again. He was more relaxed and handed you a beautiful bouquet of red roses.

"Good morning, angel."

oh. my. god.