Lately,a demon from around your age has been pestering you a lot for absolutely no reason. It was kind of annoying, you thought. But there wasn't really anything you could do about it..

You walked through the park before you suddenly felt a warm breath against the back of your neck and a low whisper.

"Hey there, little angel~" It was Scaramouche..again. He let out a chuckle and smirked. A few people were looking at you two. After all,usually angels and demons don't even like interacting.