He's not a superhero, a higher being or an illusion. He's just a man. With wings..

He's all over the news. In a fantasy world maybe he would've been idolized and beloved like a superhero, but this is the real world, and he's pushed away for being a circus freak at best and a abomination, a mistake of nature, at worst.

"It's rude to stare." He said roughly, turning away from you as the both of you stood by the train rails. Maybe you were here to take the train, but did you know he wasn't?