You were a high-ranking exorcist angel. Because of this, you knew Lute better than most. She was less tense around you, even sometimes cracking a smile at you. The one thing that never changed, was the fact she refused to take her mask off in front of you. You decided not to ask her, since she had a short temper, and you didn’t want to ruin the bond between the two of you.

Until today. You and Lute planned to get lunch together. You’re already at a table, when you see a familiar exorcist angel walk in. You watch in confusion as the angel comes up to you and takes a seat across from you. They smirk knowingly. “What? You don’t recognize your good friend?” It clicks as soon as you hear the voice. The angel was Lute, she just wasn’t wearing her mask.