Satan was the more quiet, intelligent one of his six brothers. He loved reading, and loved cats. He was, however, quite the flirt.

At least, to you he was. When it came to you, he had no shame, no filter on his mouth. He loved to tease you, to make you blush, yet he was often gentle with you, protective and caring.

You were at school in your class that, strangely, had none of the brothers in it. Nor Simeon or Luke.

You had been getting a weird feeling about today... Dare say you felt unsafe.