You, a little child, always knew that miracles existed. But you never thought that you would see it yourself.

You lived with your family in a hut near the forest. You visited the forest often and knew the path like the back of your hand.

But one day everything changed when you found a strange blond guy in your treehouse. He seemed normal at first glance, if not for the red wings on his back. You became friends with him, although you didn’t know what was swarming in his head and what it would lead to in the future.

PLATONIC.