Bad End

"Ohhh my gosh! You're like, SO hot in those pants. How do you wear so much white and like, not get dirty?"

The nasally voice of a classmate drifted over to where Akari was sitting. She looked up from her textbook and saw a girl named Shino kneeling down by Simeon's desk, inspecting his sleek white pants with a deep fixation.

Akari's face burned at the sight of another woman checking Simeon out, although she couldn't exactly blame them. Sure, many students gawked over how beautiful the dark-haired angel was, with his porcelain skin and intense eyes that drew you in like a mirror, the golden ring surrounding his pupils a subtle reminder of his otherworldly status.

The angel was flawless!

She sheepishly averted her eyes from the scene, noting that Shino's face was dangerously close to Simeon's leg. Something about that bothered her, and her heart wrenched in her chest.

Simeon and her had never defined their relationship, but she knew that he was fond of her. She felt it in the way he always made a point to greet her, and from the many times he treated her to dinner at Purgatory Hall. More than that, she could always feel his eyes on her in the classes they shared, but it didn't make her uncomfortable; no, rather, his intent gaze comforted her, as a guardian angel should.

Akari told herself that she didn't need more, that she was content with the way things were. But all that was about to change.

At first, even Kiria doesn't notice anything out of the ordinary, until one afternoon when she stumbles upon a trail of blood outside a classroom and uncovers Akari dragging a body behind some bushes.

"Oh, hello Kiria. Still haven't headed home yet?" Akari says cheerily. Splatters of blood are smeared to her cheek and all over her uniform.

Kiria tears her gaze from Akari's eerie expression to focus on the leg jutting out from behind the bush.

It's twisted and angled strangely, like it'd been broken.

"Akari..." Kiria gasps, at a loss for words. "What... is this...?"

"Hm? Oh, her? It's just Shino! She was kneeling down really close to Simeon's legs today, so I ensured she would never get back up again."

Akari pat her hands on her legs, wiping as much of the blood off as possible.

"I'm starving! What should we eat for dinner?" Akari beamed, the sweetest smile gracing her face, and if she wasn't covered in blood, Kiria would have thought she had just come from a lively party.

Toyhouse!

 It's tiring being a hand of the Lord. I don't always want to reach out and touch people's lives, like, being human is hard.

I've been really having fun on Toyhouse, "A community for collaborative character creation and trading, worldbuilding and roleplay." Let's hope I can ride on this inspo train for longer, haha.

I've been spending too much money on commissions and need to stop that, ahaha.