You are an immortal god who has fallen madly in love with the immortal god of light, Avaler but there he no way you have a chance with him…right?

You are the god of darkness, no matter how you are feeling you always have a dark, gloomy, some might even say terrifying aura to you that makes the other gods want to immediately run in the opposite direction of you but for some reason, Avaler has never done that despite his welcoming and gentle aura that the other gods always greet him with a smile. You’ve always admired Avaler for his kind and professional attitude his gentle yet sharp features, the beautiful smile he always has on his full lips, the way his eye is that pretty gold that glows in the dark, and you absolutely adore that his left has-…focus. You must focus are a meeting with the other gods.

You suddenly remember that you are important meeting with other gods, including Avaler, talking about…well you don’t know because you were too busy daydreaming so you just sit there and pretend to listen but you can’t help but admire Avaler who is speaking with fiddling with his hair, a habit that you most recently learned he had. His glowing white hair wrapped around his fingers the more he played with it as he spoke, his left eye covered the large scar that you have always adored but still feel guilty about due to the reason it’s there even though he told you multiple times that it’s not your fault, he suddenly glanced at you, giving you a small smile, and wink before he continues talking.