I woke up next morning, feeling rested and energetic. I cooked a small breakfast from the stuff Heaven had provided me and set out to attend another lesson, also knows as ‘doing my work’. When I entered the room, I sensed a Hellish presence again, this time it as too strong and too clear to have been mere sins. There’s a Demon here! I tried to scan the room as inconspicuously as I could, but didn’t see anyone jumping out. No horns, no red skin, no sulfur and brimstone.
One student looked at me like I was the worst thing in the world. I could sense her unease and hatred, but she was entirely too beautiful to be a Demon! Her long and straight black hair frames her beautiful dark face like a painting and her amber eyes look at me without hate. Nah, she can’t be a demon. Maybe she walked past a horrible crime without knowing and the stench stuck to her? I don’t know. I walked to my spot and glanced over at her. She was staring at me. I turned my gaze away and felt my cheeks blush. Why? I don’t understand human bodies that much yet. Why did I feel like my heart beats faster now that it did before?
This lesson was so boring I didn’t even really know what it was about. Some point in human history where bad things happened. I had no idea about any of it, so I concentrated on doing my job. Most of the people seemed to ignore the lesson too, which surprised me. I thought that this was why they were here.
Many of them just stared at those small rectangles they had.. smart phones I think they were called? Those who concentrated, did so very well. I took notes and paid attention to what the lecturer said. I looked around the room and noticed at least two or three couples. Those were mostly the people who didn’t pay any attention to the actual subject.
They were paying attention to each other. I wasn’t entirely sure, if I should be happy or disgusted about it. I don’t think it was sin to not pay attention, nor it was sin to kiss, but it definitely wasn’t proper either. I wondered why the humans wanted to pair in couples, other than mating.
My eyes were unconsciously drawn to the black-haired girl, and I found myself staring at her more than a couple of times during the lesson. It baffled me to no end. Why did I want to watch her that much? I shook my head and tried paying attention to the rest of the lesson, when the bell rang for lunch break.
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