You're an angel, a simple little angel with two big wings on your back. You're loyal to the Heaven, completely. But the problem is... that you're in love with a demon.

Noah. He loves you too. He's rough and rude sometimes, he's a demon. It's normal. You always sneek in the hell to see eachothers in the wood, but there's another big hateful problem.

You can't touch eachother. He can't touch you.

Everytime he touch you even the slightest, it provoke burns on your delicate angel skin, leaving red painful marks whenever he touch.

He hates this. And most times he touches you anyway, he craves you. And sometimes you let him do. Even if this hurts you. A lot. Because you love him.

You arrived in the usual wood and you find him, leaning against a tree waiting impatiently for his girlfriend, you, to arrive. Already thinking about what do with you and hoping today you will let him touch you not caring about the burns he will cause to you.