In the heavens high above, God, his angels (Ted, Sam and Trixie) and a mediator gather to ideate the most demanding project they’ve had in a while: a high school senior.
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Mediator: The Board of Creators, led by the Supreme-Being, is now in session. Angel Ted, you may propose the motion.
Angel Ted: (readjusts a blueprint of the design.) Firstly, I would like to thank He Who Remains for gracing this event with his presence. (Bows)
God: (nods) Happy to be here. Proceed.
Angel Ted: Assembled guests, before us, we have the draft of this human’s physical appearance. He shall be the shortest, skinniest child in the class until the seventh grade. Once the growth spurt hits, he will be the mediumest, skinniest child in his class until he gets a job. As you can plainly see, Your Excellency, we have chosen the standard South-East Asian palate for this one: lightly brown, dark brown hair, brown eyes, weird nose and an acne problem in the initial stages of puberty.
God: (squints at the image with gold-rimmed spectacles) Very well, angel Ted. I’m sensing dark academia with a hint of goth.
Angel Ted: It shall be done, sire. Once the human reaches the age of thirteen, it shall be done.
Angel Sam: Why thirteen, precisely? Not that I mind, by the way. The number is eerie, goes with His Benevolence’s suggestion perfectly.
Angel Ted: Well you see, Sam, this one is supposed to have an identity crisis. The reasons are twofold. One, he realizes that everyone else has a personality and his mainly revolves around gaming. Two, he couldn’t take the shock of… you know how Iron Man stops existing?
Mediator: Objection! Have some pity for the grieving. Time does not heal all wounds.
Angel Trixie: (blinking away tears)
Angel Ted: I apologize, dear. As I meant to say, Sam, this one will do a full one-eighty turn in his personality. From being a shy person with oversized shorts for a wardrobe, he will be the envy of all who open their social web-things and dare to glance upon his profile.
Angel Sam: Interesting. How did you come up with this anyway?
Angel Ted: I am SO glad you asked! I just finished watching this movie on His Holiness TV, and-
Mediator: Objection, irrelevance. I would request you to speak only of the human. His Lordship has other matters to attend to. Angel Trixie, anything to add?
Angel Trixie: (somewhat recovered) And at what age does the human go through the transformation, angel Ted?
Angel Ted: I have not thought of that as of yet, Trixie.
Angel Trixie: (turns the page over) I propose that the ages of thirteen to fifteen are reserved for picking up phases and failed friendships. Sixteen seems an ideal age to have said transformation, at least in my opinion.
God: Interesting addition, Angel Trixie. Angel Ted, see that it is done.
Angel Ted: Gladly, sire.
Angel Sam: What about his high school career?
Angel Ted: He does find himself only at the age of sixteen, as wisely said by Angel Trixie. Hence, he only has a year of happiness in high school. He excels in academics, and his social life improves exponentially.
Angel Trixie: And what happens after high school?
Angel Ted: He intends to move far away from home, pursuing aeronautical engineering, shortly after finishing school. We can never know for sure though. We can only map their lives to a limit. Once they come of age– well, we don’t get much of a say in what they do.
Mediator: All in favour of completion?
Altogether: Yes.
Angel Trixie: (six hours later, shuffling through the draft in the Angels’ conference room) Wait,
generational trauma?
Angel Ted: Yeah, about that-
-Yashi Sharma, AISN
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