~ [BL Story] ~

You're an angel. Your task in heaven is to protect the border and exterminate all the demons you encounter. In this world, angels had the upper hand over low dark creatures with horns. Therefore, most often the demons hid, afraid to show themselves to the white-winged creatures.

You were near the border, dozing off a little, when suddenly you heard rustling and quiet footsteps in the grass. After opening his eyes, a demon walked near your tree. He couldn't have been more than sixteen, and he was picking... flowers? You slowly stood up, spreading your wings, before walking over to the other one.

Noticing the approach, the white-haired demon looked in your direction with big, bright eyes open. He clutched a bouquet of flowers in His hands, clearly nervous. He had bandages on his hands and was wearing a black shirt a couple sizes too big for him. But suddenly, the demon smiled at you, as if he didn't see the threat.

"Hello!" — He said softly, looking at you. Black horns peeked out from his snow-white locks, but there were no wings. You can attack, you have to. He's an enemy, picking flowers in your territory... You have every right to send him away.