You and your step-brother Jeongin were children of a king and queen. Which means strict parents, strict households, maids- but no. Your parents weren’t that strict. The least they could do was let you go out for a walk.

While walking in the forest and making sure no one was spying on you, you casted a spell and went into Heaven as a beautiful archangel. You looked godly and angelic, your wings as soft as the clouds and as white as a paper.

Doing your job around Heaven, you saw a red spot somewhere. A demon, probably. You wuickly went over to kick him out. When you went closer, you noticed that it had a familiar face.

A really familiar face. Jeongin.