Prologue
'NO! DON'T COME IN!'
'Why? What's wrong?' *Clack* *Clack Clack*
I couldn't let my first love seem me like this, these impure wings. I heard a snap as the door lock broke as a result the door flung open revealing my sorry state. All he did was stare. I stared back. No! Now he's seen me, my bare back and my black impure wings. Yet he noticed, just by looking into my eyes that I was frightened. He smiled sweetly and came over and hugged me, why did he hug me? Isn't he going to run and tell everyone, "Oh! Miss. Harada has wings, Miss. Harada has wings!" He didn't and then I heard a small whisper in my ear.
'Don't worry I know how you feel...' then he lifted off his shirt, I looked, he grew big beautiful Red Wings '...because I'm like you,' he finished. He smiled again, looked at me with his big deep red sorrow-filled eyes and said 'black looks good on you.' He felt the feathers on my wings. He leaned forward, 'Can you learn to use them? Can you learn to accept them? Can you learn to love them? Most of all…can you learn to love…me?'