Chapter 13 – The Descent of Angels

13.

I didn’t tell anyone, but she felt like she was leaving, so I guess she was somewhat prepared in her mind.

Sister Rocket said she would now have to go to a religious shelter in another city, located elsewhere.

Sister Rocket and I ate alone at a restaurant.

I pretended to be calm, but tears started to fall.

“Please don’t go. Sister… I can’t do it without you… “

“Sorry. Jian. I can’t help it. It’s my duty as a nun. My sister will contact you a lot. It’s a real promise.”

My sister held my hand tightly.

Sister Rocket looked prettier than anyone else in her civilian clothes.

Even the sadness contained in the dark eyeliner looked sexy.

In the end, I couldn’t make a formal confession.

Although I really expressed my feelings a lot.

Knowing that it will always end the same way.

It felt like they didn’t see me as a man.

Because I’m short? Because of the age difference?

Ha…

Actually, I prepared flowers today, not chocolate.

I had a hard time giving flowers because I knew I couldn’t change this situation.

After that, I tried to be alone without eating, just looking at my phone.

I became devastated.

My friends who grew up in normal homes had their own rooms and could lock their doors, but since we lived in a communal apartment, I would always wander outside and come home late.

Instead, it only made other people jealous of me and made me suffer more bullying.

The disease in my heart began to grow again, and the devil in my heart also opened its eyes again.

Like a tower built of cards, the moment one part that supported me fell away, my life felt like it would fall apart.

Memories like illustrations in a dream left me.

When a sad void was filling my life. A woman appeared who filled that void.

It was a time when I always thought about my will.

An angel appeared at our religious center.

**

At some point,

An adult woman named Jia came into our religious center.

A beauty with shining eyes.

He was one year younger than me.

He was shorter than me in height and size.

I guess I grew up not eating well.

Like me.

He said that he moved here after not being able to adapt to other religious centers.

It’s rare for a real religious center to move.

In particular, it was unusual to be transferred from a religious center to a completely different religious center.

I thought something big had happened.

I had an expressionless expression and didn’t say anything to anyone.

I ignored it.

It was like this small and delicate sika deer.

Looking at it again, it looked like a cute cat with its blade raised.

Since his expression was dead, he looked arrogant and had a very cold look.

However, even at our Ilcheon Religious Center, everyone started to stay away from Jia.

I was ostracized by women for pretending to be pretty, and I was bullied for no reason just because I was pretty.

As if the fate of being bullied is predetermined.

Zia came on my radar and I approached her.

Jia said she felt it. That I am a comprade.

As we became closer, we sympathized, laughed, and cried together.

Perhaps because we were people with the same pain, we were able to become friends more easily.

Now that it is not difficult to play pranks on her Gia her her her, she is able to distinguish her her her her Gia her’s her facial expressions her her her.

Jia is expressionless and quiet, but if you look closely at her face, you can see that she looks foolish.

That appearance felt quite attractive to me.

If you get to know her, she is a woman who goes beyond being innocent and even comes across as an idiot.

I wonder if the reaction is so cute that it makes me want to bully him so much?

When Jia, who rarely smiles, smiles innocently on her expressionless face, she feels a sense of pleasure.

The smile that was only shown to me was truly thrilling.

Before she knew it, she really liked that child,

She spent all her time for her her Jia her her her.

We started to become closer like family.

Jia became brighter and brighter.

As it got brighter, Jia started making friends, unlike me.

It seems that Jia also needed love.

“Oppa, be my oppa!”

“Yes!”

“Promise”

We made a promise by crossing our little fingers.

It was our own ritual of sworn siblings.

It felt like I had a family.

In my heart, Jia was already a family member connected through my heart.

I loved the feeling of this against her her hand her

Jia and I looked at each other and laughed.

*

I put a lot of effort into preventing Jia from being subjected to unreasonable things.

“Jiya! If someone is bothering you, be sure to tell your brother!”

I patted my chest and spoke confidently.

“Wow!”

Jia smiled and answered.

Jia has definitely become brighter.

Jia should know too.

I put a lot of effort into it.

*

At our Ilcheon Religious Center, there were older brothers and sisters who called themselves ‘leading members.’

They exercised the power entrusted to them from generation to generation without hesitation.

Depending on who I was close with, I was either ostracized or a socialite.

It was that kind of place.

The third floor room where my brothers’ rooms are located.

There is a very small room there for storage.

A room that fills up when one person enters.

There was always someone in that room.

Being punished in a dark space!

Kneel down facing the wall with your hands raised.

There were times when Gia had to spend this time in her room of pain.

This is the reason I became friends with Jia.

I offered to take the punishment instead, and I think Jia thought that was pretty cool.

Zia took a liking to me.

Leftover cucumbers that I didn’t want to eat either.

For Jia, who left her side dish behind her, she was punished by swallowing it instead.

When Jia went to bed and was late for her class,

Jia was constantly being hit by her sisters, so I ran over and stopped them.

Fortunately, most of my sisters didn’t hate me, so I was able to get by without any problems.

But the older brothers were clueless.

Jia, who was complaining about her side dishes, was instructed to mix up all the leftovers and eat them in the bathroom.

When I interfered and made a fuss, he eventually opened my mouth and forced me to feed him.

Sometimes, there were many times when I could not protect them.

These animals, trapped in a cage called Ilcheon Religious Center, were growing up as if the violence passed down silently under the name of control and discipline was natural.

“Ugh..Ugh..Hi!”

Jia hiccups while crying.

I comforted Jia by hugging her tightly.

In front of me, Zia was a crybaby.

Just like I was a crybaby in front of my blanket.

Just like I was a crybaby in front of Sister Rocket.

“Jia, it’s okay. Everything will be fine..”

Just when my self-esteem was at its lowest point, Jia came to Ilcheon Religious Center as a gift.

If it wasn’t for Gia, she probably wouldn’t have survived.

Zia was a gift.

Just its existence her was something I was thankful for.

The human warmth that came from embracing Jia warmed my heart.

Can my warmth melt Jia’s wounded heart?

You are the only shining star in my pitch-black heart.

Always stay in my heart like a twinkling star.

Jia stopped crying.

“Are you okay?”

“Ungh..”

Jia buried her face in my chest.

I was happy.

Rather, I was being comfortable.

I hope my feelings are conveyed to Jia-.

If it weren’t for Woojin and Sister Rocket, I wouldn’t have learned how to comfort anyone.

But because of them, I was able to warm someone’s heart.

This warmth I received from them.

I will always pass this on to you too.

*

My name is Seo Ji-ah.

Kang Ji-an, who is a year older than me, is very handsome.

As soon as I saw my brother, I fell in love with him at first sight.

When we first met, my brother wasn’t very interested in me.

When she saw her talking to another woman, she got upset and stole the woman’s pencil and threw it away.

Fox bitch!

She didn’t know how she knew, but the fox bitch was crying and claiming that I had thrown away her pencil.

I didn’t steal it, I threw it away!

Of course I said no, but I was accused of being a thief.

So I could not escape the stigma of being a thief and became an outcast.

I had a really hard time.

The oppa I liked didn’t seem to want to become friends with anyone.

My older brother was secretly popular.

Because he’s handsome!

The women often talked about their older brothers.

Every time that happened, I felt strangely uncomfortable and angry, so I cursed dozens of times in my mind, hoping that the women would fall down on the street.

I snooped around my brother a lot to catch his eye.

But my brother didn’t seem to be interested in me at all.

So when I was giving up,

It was when I was crying alone on a park bench behind Ilcheon Religious Center after being scolded by a nun.

At that time, someone spoke to me.

Asking, “Are you okay?”

At that time, someone spoke to me.

When I raised my head, the prince was standing there.

My heart was beating fast and I stuttered to answer.

‘Division… ‘It’s okay!’

That prince was Jian oppa.

The older brother wiped away my tears with his hands.

With the words, ‘You’re pretty even when you cry.’

From then on, I thought about making my brother my man.

I have to make my brother confess first!

I was too scared to confess first.

I hid my unrequited love and always thought only of my brother.

That’s how I was able to get closer to my brother.

My brother tried a lot to protect me.

Other women started to hate me more and more.

The handsome Jia oppa seemed annoyed because he was only looking at me.

Naughty bitches! That’s why Jian oppa hates it.