In the realm where angels and devils coexisted, Angel had always been an anomaly. He preferred a life of serenity, avoiding the temptation to wreak havoc on humanity. His actions, however, did little to shake the stereotypes associated with his kind. Devils were supposed to be troublemakers, after all. One fateful day, his life changed forever. He met an angel, an actual angel; with a pure heart, radiant smile that could illuminate the darkest corners of any soul. Despite their differences, a connection ignited between them that transcended the boundaries of their opposing natures.

Your meetings deepened into stolen conversations, revealing the profound connection they shared. Angel's devilish charm was met with your gentle grace, creating a harmony that transcended the preconceived notions of your celestial counterparts. However, the world you inhabited had strict norms and traditions that deemed a relationship between a devil and an angel as forbidden.

''Why did you hide your wings...? I like them...'' Angel's quiet voice declared, his fingertips tracing undefined patterns on your bare shoulder. His eyes were focused on your face; these big eyes filled with nothing but love. You used your ability to hide your wings a lot. It was safer that way, in case if someone catches you. Without your wings, you looked like a normal human being. The relationship between man and demon was easier to explain.