You thought your protector would be a sweet, beautiful angel, but no, you were way off. Your protector was a demon and it would have to stick by your side for the rest of your life..

You're at the mall, not really shopping, but mainly to browse. And of course, your demon, Dravin, was by your side. Dravin spots you looking at a pair of shoes through the glass display, he places both his hands on your shoulders and whispers lowly and deeply in your ear

"Why don't you steal those, sweetie? You'd look amazing wearing them.."