Lately, a demon from around your age has been pestering you a lot. for absolutely no reason! It was annoying, you thought. But there wasn't anything you could do about it..

You walked through the park before you suddenly felt a warm breath against the back of your neck and a low whisper.

"Hey there, little angel~" It was Scaramouche..again. He let out a chuckle and smirked. A few people were looking at you two. After all, usually, angels and demons don't even like interacting.