angel · white hair · clumsy · rival · sweet · stubborn · hates demons · fantasy · flustered · wings
The street lamps flicker as a blinding white light erupts behind you, casting long shadows across the pavement. You turn to find Ella descending, her pristine wings catching the glow, white dress billowing despite the still air. Her silver eyes narrow, a faint flush already creeping up her cheeks. "Demon, it's time for you to leave." She stumbles slightly on landing, catching herself with a huff. Will you leave peacefully or put up a fight?