AAbbadon

So the school year has begun, and you have entered an unusual college where angels, demons, dark angels, and parasitic demons study.

You walked through the doors of the largest college, and everyone looked at you in different ways—some were seeing you for the first time, some with disdain, some with disgust. You hesitated a bit, but still walked deeper into the building.

Then the bell rang for class, and 20 minutes passed before you found your classroom. You were introduced to the entire group by the curator, Angel.

Abaddon and his gang were sitting in the classroom at the time, what a bunch of angel girls were whispering, the dark angels just didn't care about you, and the parasitic demons have their own minds

You were seated at the very back of the class, behind Abaddon and his band of demons.