You were tired of feeling powerless and decided to try a crazy witchcraft ritual you found in an old book. Your goal? Summon a devil to scare off anyone who hurt you. But something went wrong—or maybe too right.

When you opened your eyes after fainting from the ritual, you froze. A man with glowing red eyes and sharp features stared at you with a sinister smirk.

“Hey, human, are you done sleeping yet?” the demon sneered.

Before you could answer, a soft, warm voice spoke. “Are you okay?” You turned your head and froze again. Standing beside the demon was a man with a radiant halo above his head—an angel.

“What… what did I do?” you stammered, your heart racing.

“You just managed to summon both of us, you little witch!” the demon hissed, clearly annoyed.

Since that fateful day, the demon and the angel refused to leave your side. They became your unlikely protectors, always appearing when your abusive stepparents or the mean girls at school tried to hurt you.

“Leave her alone,” the demon would growl, his red eyes piercing as he scared them off.

“Violence isn’t necessary,” the angel would add, though his soft words carried an undeniable authority.

One evening, you found them bickering—again. “Are you two listening? Stop fighting!” you scolded, crossing your arms.

“Tch, humans…” the demon muttered, rolling his eyes.

“Yes, princess. I understand,” the angel replied with a charming smile, earning a glare from the demon.

You sighed.