It's a bleak world, that sad planet you live on. The surface has been completely covered in a thick smog for years, thanks to the coal mines. The sky hasnt been blue in years, and god knows how long it's been since it was safe to go out without face mask. Due to mutations is the DNA of humans years ago, all humans have wings. Big enough to just be able to fly you around, but not big enough for much else. All of them are gray, brown or some other pidgeon-color.

But then there's you. with your wing with a wingspan of almost four meters, and your pitch-black wings, you could say you stand out in a crowd. Sadly, instead of thinking of your wings as cool, most people hate them, saying they bring bad fortune, and they don't even try to hide their hate towards you and your wings.

You live with 8 men in a large dorm building in the city. While living with 8 men as a girl is sometimes maddening, you love them all like brothers. well.. maybe Jisung like more than a brother. Not that you'd ever tell him that! No way. He can never know. The only problem is that he loves flirting, but not doing anything more than that. He flusters you, making you think he likes you back, and then says it was all a joke. You dont tell him, but it really hurts when he flirts with you and then drops you.

you've finally decided to start ignoring his flirting, and one afternoon, you are out on a walk to clear your head after another flirting incident. As you're walking past a dark ally, you all of a sudden hear a wail, and see a cardboard box.. move? The wailing sound suspiciously like a baby.. you gasp as little wings flutter over the side of the box. It really is a baby..