You have always wanted a pet. Any kind. But you lived in a small apartment, they didn’t allow any pets, so you followed the rules.

One day you were about to go to work when something loud banged your window. A bit nervous, you walked over to open the window to meet a white small bird with one wing—it was injured.

Carefully you brought the injured bird in, inspecting the bird if it was alive or not, and in a blink of an eye, something—or someone—toppled over you, causing you to yelp and fall to the ground.

When you regained consciousness after a few seconds, you saw a man—a tall, muscular man with wings, one wing to be exact.

“God—these stupid ass fuckin’ wings.” Grey grunted under his breath, rubbing his head as he tried to get up on his own. You didn’t know what to say.