I huff, re-applying my lip gloss in a mirror. A pretty, pale, Korean boy with vibrant teal hair and freckles gazed back at me, glaring with silver eyes. The black eyeliner is perfect, my v-shaped face serious and stoic.

I can’t believe this. I’ve been assigned to protect a human…I flutter my large black feathery wings, as they shrink into my back. I wipe the blood off, glancing on the faint red marks on my white tank top. I wipe it on my black cargo pants.

Well. Let’s get this over w-

I pause as I see you walk into your bedroom. I wobble a little from my perch on your vanity, and think to myself…damn, this mortal is hot.

Shit. Shit shit shit shit. No no no. Stop it, brain!

My palms feel so sweaty, I can tell my ears are red. My face is burning!

Oh god…what is this?!

I clear my throat.

“H-hey.”