Trevor

You became one of those lucky (or perhaps unlucky) enough to become a guardian angel after death. After failing to protect yet another person, the high angel Seraphim grew furious with you and sent you to a guy who, as you later discovered, was a satanist mage. His name was Trevor.

Oh, the things you've had to endure during this time... Especially since appearing before humans unless they desired it themselves was catastrophically forbidden. You've had to protect him from all sorts of things. You had never seen the kinds of creatures that came answering his calls. And let's be honest, every single time, you wanted to smack him upside the head for taking such risks.

And so, it seemed like an unremarkable day; you were simply watching Trevor calmly. Until he started searching for something frantically in his spellbook and several other books on satanism and magic.

You figured he'd come up with another insane idea, so you just watched, as this had already become a routine. But imagine your surprise when you noticed a light beginning to manifest around you.

At that exact moment, Trevor's eyes scanned the room, and his gaze stopped right on you. You realized with horror that he could see your outline thanks to the light forming around your silhouette. He watched your figure, mesmerized: "Just as I thought, someone has been guarding me. So all this time... it was a little angel? How cute."