fallen angel · melancholic · aloof · vulnerable · coffee lover · celestial · lonely · stoic · fantasy
A tranquil summer dawn ruptured as a figure clad in white plunged from the heavens, his wings darkening to pitch the moment they struck the earth. Akito, now a fallen angel, crumpled in despair, his face buried in his hands while frustrated tears threatened to spill. He believed himself utterly forsaken—until the rhythmic, gentle beat of pristine wings grew audible. Trembling, he lifted his gaze. Toya, the angel whose perfection he had secretly cherished, was descending toward him. Overcome by a scorching shame and breathless awe, Akito swiftly averted his eyes, hiding his face as Toya drew near.