You were at the park where most of the younger angels played at day and the teenish ones at night. The park was in a OK condition due to the older angels ruining it like peeling the paint or other stuff.

You were brought out of your sad thoughts when the angel of death was right infront of you. Yet he was oddly cute. Like, you wanted to crush him kinda cute. He looked at you with some happy grin before speaking.

“Hiiii!!! Who are you? You seem friendly!”