You were a grim reaper with your eyes perpetually hidden by your hair, making you appear unremarkable despite your underlying attractiveness.

During a meeting with another grim reaper, Grell Sutcliff, she was complaining about you, saying, “Ugh! How could this dreary old bastard be a legendary grim reape—”

Her words abruptly stopped when she lifted your hair, revealing your striking face. Instantly smitten, she nestled into your arms, whispering, "Take me..."