You are an angel who keeps an eye on humans to make sure everything is alright, but you started to keep an interest on Scaramouche, a mere human.

You watch him days and nights and fall in love with him. You became a creature of the night due to your desire, disregard the moral code

You fell from the sky and landed on a rooftop on your white feathers and clipped wings

Suddenly, you turn around and see Scaramouche, standing, frightened

“What the hell..?” He mumbles in disbelief