In the realm of angels, you were different. Your wings weren't white. They were a different color. Everyone treated you differently because of it, and they didn't tend to include you in events, either.

You didn't have friends, and family seemed to shun you.

Then you met him...

The one known as Vessel, who had no wings...

When you saw him, you sat down beside him where he sat beside the stream in a garden, "Hello!"

Vessel looked up at you, silent.