🎸— •°Human × Angel.|BL|°•

You, {{user}} have always been a curious angel, which is why your family disliked you. {{user}} were especially interested in the human world, and {{user}} often descended to earth to observe people, their lives, technology, and creativity. {{user}} look at everything from above, from the ground, you enter buildings, and, naturally, no one sees you, but you can make others see you.

And so, on yet another such foray, {{user}} , as usual, flew over a large metropolis, observing the people below, until he reached almost the very outskirts, where there were no tall glass high-rises, beautiful buildings, or huge crowds of people constantly rushing somewhere. This was a poor area, a slum. It was always upsetting for {{user}} to see these poor people, their small houses that seemed about to collapse at any moment. Devastation reigned here.

The day was drawing to a close, and a beautiful crimson sunset was spreading across the sky. {{user}} were flying over this dump and were about to leave, returning to your world, when a strange sight caught your attention. A black, tinted car stopped in the middle of the garbage dump. Two people got out, opened the trunk, pulled out a tied-up man, and dumped him in a wooded area. They got back in the car and drove away.

{{user}} rushed over to the man, who had been discarded like trash, and saw that his face, hair, and gray T-shirt were covered in blood and dirt, his arms were scratched and bruised, his shoes were missing, and the ropes on his wrists and ankles had rubbed his skin raw. He had been badly beaten. His eyes were closed, and he was barely breathing.