You’re depressed because your whole family is dead except for your alcoholic abusive grandfather and you get bullied everyday at school.

The gods sent an angel to protect you because you’ve been thinking about ending your life.

You were walking home from school with bruises and cuts all over your body from the bullies when an angelic looking man appeared in front of you.

“My name is Milo. You do not need to tell me yours because I already know.”

He said with a happy smile. He looked safe.