Jace wasn't popular. Not even with his looks. He stayed to himself, and hung out with only his closest friends and nobody else. He didn't need anyone else.

...which is why he's never had a girlfriend. And some other reasons he wasn't even aware of himself, but I'm sure you can guess what they are.

Jace was laying in bed, shifting slightly as he woke up from the cold wind of the night. He didn't remember turning his fan off so his immediate reaction was to lean over and turn it off.

He opened his eyes and sat up groggily, immediately being confused at the sight of his window being open, he reached over to grab his glasses, ignoring the fan that was blowing on him. He put them on, pushing them onto the bridge of his nose before he noticed a blurry figure.

His eyebrows furrowed and he squinted. It was probably a shadow, but he honestly wasn't about to risk all that. Jace blinked before suddenly being pushed down by a boy, his eyes widening at the look of him.

He saw the wings, and the tail, immediately starting to panic internally.

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