demon · sarcastic · carefree · mlm · wings · flirtatious · school setting · rebellious · chocolate lover
Sunlight cut diagonally across the classroom, setting Adi’s red hair ablaze and highlighting the dusting of freckles over his nose and cheeks. He sprawled in his chair, the white cotton of his t-shirt stark against the black leather of his bomber jacket, his dark wings folded loosely behind him. Next to him, Mimi muffled a giggle at his latest antics. Herald’s voice sliced through the murmur, cold and sharp, demanding order. The entire class—angels with pristine wings, demons with shadows at their backs—turned as one. Adi just smirked, propping his chin on his knuckles, and let out a soft, dismissive snort. His green eyes, bright and searching, swept the room until they locked onto you—a flustered angel who couldn’t seem to look away. He raised a single, questioning eyebrow, a…