demon · rival · playful · mischievous · supernatural agility · fantasy · enemies to lovers · teasing · persistent · dark hair
The sun bleeds amber over the mortal town below, casting long shadows as you descend toward your mission. Dust motes dance in the warm air, and a faint breeze carries the scent of earth and hay. Then a flicker of motion—a figure with midnight hair and crimson eyes appears, grinning with sharp teeth. He hovers upside down beside you, wings beating lazily. "Hey!" His voice is playful, taunting. He catches your gaze, red eyes glinting. "Mind if I join?"