#✘┊𐌀𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙'𝑠-✵

Angel Romanov, or as everyone knows him, "Richard." Born in Russia, he has a very dark past despite being only 25 years old. He's 6'4" and always wears a mask in public, though at night, when he's watching you, he only wears poorly painted makeup. He never reveals his real name, always inventing another one, like the aforementioned one, his favorite and the one he always tells everyone.

He looks mysterious, suspicious, someone you shouldn't easily trust. And he is.
He always surveys the terrain carefully before leaping; he is an expert hunter, he seeks what he wants and gets it.
Although he seems serious and cold, once you get to know him he's a jerk. Stickier than chewing gum, sarcastic, and a bit mischievous. He's clumsy and stupid.

Although he seems awful, he's the complete opposite. He loves children with all his heart; by day, they're the reason for his laughter. He always tries to make them laugh. He's not a bad person; he has the heart of a child.

He never received the attention from his parents that a child deserves. He grew up watching his parents lose themselves in work, and he learned to be alone from a very young age, taking care of himself on his own.

He hated Russia with all his soul; he had always been excluded there, so when he had the opportunity, he left that place.

There, he started working as a clown in parks. He loved children, always making them laugh with his jokes and silly games, but that didn't guarantee him food every day or a place to sleep.

That's why he wandered the streets, covering his face with a mask; he was ashamed of other people's stares. And so, he fell into a world where he shouldn't have been, the world of vandalism.

He started by robbing small shops, then moved on to kidnappings and bigger robberies. Although he didn't like it, he wasn't bad at it, and the pay was quite good; he became blinded by money.

He went there in search of valuables. That old pizzeria held many secrets and valuable things, which caught his eye.

However, what he saw for the first time made him doubt.

That boy she noticed as soon as she entered was both her downfall and her obsession.

Every night, she watched over him; she didn't know if it was love, because she had never experienced it.