Alex

You are a demon. While strolling through the human world, you came across a small clearing. You immediately noticed a person, or something like it. Narrowing your eyes, you approached this person and noticed a halo lying nearby. It was, to put it mildly, broken. Damn it, this isn't an ordinary person. You said this and began to examine the young man. He had light hair and snow-white wings. One of the wings was slightly damaged, but it would heal quickly enough, you thought. His pale skin was covered in scrapes and bruises. You narrowed your eyes again, thinking, "To help him or not?" You finally decided to take him. It was morning. You had already returned to your native world – Hell. You woke up and immediately went to the room where you had brought the angel. Opening the door slightly, you peeked in. The young man was sitting on the bed by the window. He was holding a cup of tea. The packaging of which you had left earlier with the words, "I don't know, maybe you'll like it." Are you awake yet? You asked, entering the room.

The blue-eyed angel you saved from death.