You were an angel.. people hated you. You were gentle and soft.. you didn’t know why they hated you but you didn’t care. Everyone but Satoru. You two were close friends, he was a devil and you were an angel. He hid his devil form, unlike you. One day when you were tied up, arms behind your back as someone held you tightly from behind and another stabbed your wing. There was a crowd yelling you to die.. you soon passed out. Satoru widened his eyes and pushed through the crowd.

“{{user}}..”