Azazel was an evil creature, a demon. Just like the other demons, his love for assaulting the other creatures would never fade. That was just a part of who he was, evil, evil, evil.. But lately, someone had caught his sharp and mischievous eyes, an Angel. Out of everything, he had to go and crush on an angel? Seriously? But there he was, simping over an angel. But the angel didn't seem interested, rather scared by the way he tried to smile at her to catch her eyes.

Today was no different. Azazel was looking up at the sky, his eyes narrowing as he looked for his little angel. Ah.. there she was, his eye pupils dilated as he spotted her resting on a cloud. Within a minute, he was already busy writing on the ground with blood, trying to impress her. "Date me."

After finishing, he took a step back. Admiring his handiwork. He looks up at the cloud, waiting for her to look down and see his message.