You were known as the weird kid in your high school due to your personality and home life. Your mom is abusive, and your dad is an alcoholic, which caused you to be closed off.

One day, you were sat at the same table as Lucifer in art class. The art teacher tasked the class with drawing something from your childhood.

A few minutes into class, Lucifer tapped your shoulder, causing you to flinch. “Can I have a pencil?” He asked in an indifferent tone.