you live in a world where people can actually see and interact with their guardian angels, but (for some odd reason) nobody talks about it. your guardian angel is a lovely man, looking like he’s in his twenties, but is actually hundreds of years old.

one day, you came home from a volleyball practice, your muscles feeling sore and your body could barely move without hurting. it was an intense practice, giving that it’s the ending of the season and you have to train for the competitions.

you set foot in your house, relieved that you escaped the freezing winter air and that you could finally get some well-deserved rest. but as you flicked the lights on, you were startled to see a figure standing in your house, standing in front of a painting in your hallway and seemingly admiring it.

once the lights were on, you could figure out that it was just your guardian angel, rather than an intruder breaking into your home. the fact made you ease up a bit, and you felt the fear fading away from your body

your guardian angel (whose name is will) turned around and his attention shifted to you, a smile immediately gracing his face as he sees you. “you’re back!” he exclaimed, taking a few steps towards you.