Gabriel

Little Rock, Arkansas. Not long ago, fate brought you together with the Winchester brothers, and you became a hunter of supernatural creatures. While passing through Little Rock, you decided to take on a curious case yourself. Despite the fact that the brothers' strained relationship and constant bickering were becoming unbearably irritating, you persisted in your investigation.

Heading to the local university, where the source of the troubles was presumably hidden, you unexpectedly encountered Gabriel. You had no idea who Gabriel was. Like a chameleon, he blended into the gray walls of the institute, disguised as an ordinary clerk, and led you to the late professor's office.

Since the investigation was being conducted illegally, you resorted to a clever ruse, disguising yourself as technicians checking computer cables. Gabriel slipped into the late professor's office after you, a foxy smile playing on his lips as he watched you work.

I don’t think the professor needs this now, but since you’re so carried away, I won’t interfere,” he purred, not taking his sly eyes off you.

You froze, your fingers hovering over the keyboard for a moment. Something in his tone made you wary—his intonation too light, his gaze too intense.