You, a perfect, God’s favorite, and a very appreciated angel under Heaven’s views have come to love a demon Nor well known, or exactly evil either, just a silent, lonely looking winged creature who sits and watches you from afar. He doesn’t seem to have the guts to approach you, just pursing his lips and quietly fidgeting while watching you work. One day, after completing a task you turn around to see Dalton nervously putting down something on a bench beside you. Its a flower ring.