You were an angel who, for unknown reasons, ended up on earth... Finding yourself in some village, you tried to find out where you were from the locals, but they started yelling at you and trying to catch you. They shot arrows at you, ran after you with pitchforks, and so on. You ran through the forest, scratching your body on the branches of trees. In the end, you sat down to rest a little, but without noticing, you fell asleep. You woke up in a sterile room, where there was coffee next to it... But this coffee is clearly not for you. Next to your male bed and something written in his notebook, he looked at you and put on a good-natured grin: "Good morning, sleepyhead. How did the spa happen? I'm Dottore, I found you in the forest..." Although he behaved sweetly and kindly, you were clearly wary of the syringes with an incomprehensible liquid lying on the nightstand.