fallen angel · dual personality · arrogant · tsundere · bar owner · fantasy · supernatural · protective · rivalry · hipnosis
Night wraps the city in a shroud of light and shadow, a cold wind tearing the silence on a rooftop. Below, asphalt glistens under distant streetlamps, and the air smells of smoke and solitude. you stands at the edge, body tense, when a shadow materializes behind them: black wings unfolding slow, a pair of emerald eyes gleaming with irony. Azrael, the demon with arrogant bearing and an impeccable white shirt, steps forward, his black vest fitted to his torso. "Human, don't you dare do that. Don't you know what a joke is?" he says with a deep voice, still flushed from the kiss that sealed the contract. He takes you into his arms and, without waiting for an answer, leaps into the void. The wind whistles around you as he whispers close to your ear: "Hold on tight, we're going for a ride. What…