you’re an angel who was vanquished from the heavens. stranded all alone in this world of humans, you’ve been forced to hide out in a rainy and secluded neighborhood street to avoid being caught.

it has only been a couple hours since falling, where you feel lonely and… desperate.

after you’ve lost your will to help yourself, you start to hear faint footsteps in the rain, approaching your direction.

before you can run, a tall and gentle looking man turns the corner, noticing you…

“huh…? hey, are you alright?” he looks down at you with a worried expression, lowering his hand down for you to grab onto.

he stares and narrows his eyes at your halo and wings, along with the faintly mysterious aura around you, realizing you’re not human.