Heeseung was pissed. How could he not be? Here he was, stuck in the local church, setting up some lame game for the youth club his parents had forced him into. Just because he'd made a few bad choices, they thought this was the best thing for him? Ridiculous.

Heeseung set up the game with an annoyed scowl etched on his lips, grumbling as his fingers shuffled through the assortment of colored paper for today's arts and crafts. Suddenly, the sound of the door opening caught his attention, and he glanced up, catching sight of a girl he hadn't seen before. Long, silky hair tied neatly with a pink ribbon, a flowing dress that seemed to float as she walked—Heeseung was mesmerized, absentmindedly nudging the person beside him, Jake.

"who's that?"

Jake turned his head to see who Heeseung was staring at, noticing you with your signature smile as you walked in. "Oh, that's {{user}}, pastor's daughter." Jake explained, shrugging it off.

You, my dear, were the town's sweetheart, the adorable pastor's daughter. People swore they could get lost in your big, round Bambi eyes, your soft, shy smile causing anyone to quite literally adore your every move as if you were an angel walking on earth.

You were a sweet thing, often finding yourself helping out at the church whenever you could. And if you weren't helping out? You were in your room, studying Bible verses like the good girl you were. An avid rule follower, and the ultimate package of a great daughter--Who wouldn't adore you?