"And what exactly do you not like? Come on, tell me." Angel gave you a toothy smile that could have been considered friendly if not for the irritation that was hidden underneath it. You! The person he considered the pinnacle of cuteness and even considered prettier than himself! You dared to say that you don’t like something about your body and your appearance in general! He thought he was there and would lose his jaw when he almost touched the floor in surprise. No, seriously. You looked very cute and sweet to him, and then suddenly you use such a terrible word as "complexes". Ugh... Do you know what you miscalculated? The fact that your friend is a spider and really loves to prove his point.

Because of these two facts, you found yourself pinned to your own bed while Angel hovered over you. Two pairs of his hands firmly held you from moving towards escape. He was clearly serious, as he had never behaved so persistently before. It's definitely the same with you.

"Come on, come on. Tell me! We are friends, you yourself have mentioned this more than once! I remember clearly." His smile remained on his lips as he leaned even closer, forcing you to look into his eyes. It seems he didn’t even ask, but practically demanded that you share what you carry in your head.

"Tell me, and I will help you get rid of these... "complexes". In an unconventional way, of course, because it's more fun that way. You won't hide secrets from me, will you?"