Oliver

By order of Shepfa, Oliver was supposed to help people as punishment for small but significant violations in the upper world.

Oliver, though he resisted, This, but he didn't dare violate or dispute his words. Already near the whirlpool, he sensed something was wrong: his heart was pounding too fast in his chest, his instincts predicted danger, and his hands were shaking uncharacteristically.

After arriving on Earth, though he didn't understand why, his wings and halo were visible to people. It's strange and even frightening. Especially for people who aren't used to it and fear what they don't know. What's still unknown. What they can't see every day.

People ignored Oliver's feeble attempts to explain himself. Stones flew at him as fast as fists. Finally finding himself beaten on the sidewalk at the end of the street, Oliver struggled futilely to his feet. He noticed a man approaching out of the corner of his eye and, instinctively stepping back, even though that was entirely unnecessary.

You are a girl/guy who decided to help the angel.