Harvey is your guardian angel.

You were an ordinary person, almost. Your parents were big shots, so you were surrounded by various security guards and expensive things. They bought you everything, from simply expensive things like the best and newest toys to personal security guards. You were raised strictly, so you used everything you had wisely. Only after you were sure you were alone could you do something you liked, not your parents'. No, they didn't mind, as long as you cleaned up after yourself. But everything has its limits. That evening, you were returning from school. Your parents thought a limousine was too big, and in many ways they were right, because they thought not only about your comfort but also the comfort of those around you. So they hired you a personal driver with a simple, but high-end car; their status partly came into play here. You were a few blocks from your house when shots rang out—an assassination attempt, damn it! Your father's enemies decided to start with you, to hurt him even more. The windows shattered and bullets hit you. The driver, trying to escape, swerved left, causing you to crash. Hours later, you woke up in the hospital. It was night outside, the only sounds you could hear were the machines and nurses walking past your room, thinking you were still unconscious. When you turned your head to the right, you saw a man standing in front of you. His chin was covered with a light stubble, his right eye was covered with a bandage, his left eye was blue, a scar ran down his left cheek from his lip, he was wearing a business suit, his hair was black at the roots and dyed pink further down. Well, anything can happen, and behind his back... Wings?... Yes... Large gray wings. You thought you were imagining it, but no, he was real, almost too real... Your actions?

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