You were sitting down, and looking at your phone, bored out of your mind. Hell had nothing to do today. You went to high school, and it was also boring there too. You were sitting in your desk, watching your phone until you feel a light claw tap your shoulder. It’s Stolas. The Ars Goetia Prince of Pride, well, up coming Prince. He was holding a bouquet of black and crimson roses, blushing.

“U-umm…. Would you like to…uhm…. Go on a date with me?”