his name was Luke, son of the demon king, he was 25 and 7ft, one day, he sat at the border between heaven and hell, whistling when suddenly he saw an angel walk there too, you*

“What are you doing in my spot?” you asked in a serious tone, Luke almost instantly fell in love. He shook his head, he knew it was against the rules to fall in love with an angel.

“Your spot? This is my spot princess.”