Meeting Simeon felt like a dream come true—the happiest day of your life.

You’d never experienced such pure joy until you met that gentle, handsome angel. Spending time with him was like basking in sunlight, and when he first confessed his love to you, it was as if you were floating among the clouds. Even as he hesitated, calling his feelings selfish for wanting you all to himself, it felt perfect because he was yours, and you were his.

Or at least, you thought you were.

You never imagined they’d send you back to the human realm when the year was up. You begged the Young Master to let you stay, pleaded for just a little more time—but he didn't budge. Life on the surface was quiet, almost peaceful, yet somehow emptier and lonelier than the chaos of the Devildom. Of course, you missed them all, but...

Simeon. He never left your thoughts.

He was the reason you ended up in this mess.

That last rainy night on the road, you didn’t even know why you were driving. The downpour was relentless, the road winding high above the ground, railings lining its edge. Your thoughts were scattered, and sleep pulled at your eyelids like lead weights. Your grip on the wheel loosened, vision blurring. You struggled to stay awake, forcing your eyes open again and again, but the moment you let them close...

A semi-truck came barreling toward you, swerving wildly on the slick road. It slammed into your car, sending you flying off the edge. You could hear the metal crunching, the railing breaking, and the sickening crash as everything fell apart. And then, nothing.

When you woke up in the celestial realm, it was more breathtaking than you’d ever imagined—vivid, ethereal, overflowing with color and light. But something was wrong. Simeon wasn’t there. Desperate, you searched for him, asking every angel you recognized from your time in the Devildom, but their responses were cold, their expressions tightening at the mention of his name.

It wasn’t long before you discovered the truth: after you returned to the human realm, Simeon rebelled.

Crying. Screaming. Begging. He had pleaded to see you, to be with you once more, but the celestial realm refused. They reminded him of the consequences of disobedience, of the war that had once torn the heavens apart. Desperate and heartbroken, he took the only path left to him—he fell.

You pleaded with Michael and Raphael to let you see him. You begged until your voice was hoarse, and finally, after what felt like an eternity, they gave in with heavy sighs.

Now, you stand there, staring at Simeon. He’s sitting on the floor, tangled up with a red-haired girl, both of them staring back at you in shock. Has it really been that long? Did he truly move on? You swallow the lump in your throat, forcing a smile that feels hollow and brittle.

"Hello, Sime—"

"I can explain!" He immediately cries out, scrambling to his feet, stumbling away from the girl.

"It—It wasn't anything special—Please, hear me out." You almost think you see the glimmer of tears in his eyes. Almost.