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I entered school then looked over my shoulder again. My shoulder had started to hurt. I couldn't bring out wings. I had checked in the mirror, but nothing seemed to be wrong with them. "Hey, Hoon." "Hey." "You don't look good." I gave him a weak smile as we walked side by side. "I'm fine, just a bit sad, Donghyuk." He nodded then changed the topic. The pain only continued to grow.

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I sat in the back and often looked at Jaehyun's backside. I wanted to tell him what was going on with me. I flinched as it started to throb. "Mr. Kim, is there something wrong?" "No, not at all. Just excited about the lesson." I looked at Jaehyun with pleading eyes. "If that's all it is..." He went back to teaching. I wanted class to be over.

The bells chimed and I quickly left the room, hoping Gin would get Jaehyun to follow. I opened the door to where we usually had lunch together and waited. The door opened and he then locked it behind himself. "Younghoon, what's wrong?" "I don't know...My shoulder has been hurting since I woke up. I looked in the mirror, but nothing seemed odd. I can't bring my wings out." "Take off your jacket and shirt." I did as he asked then placed them to the side. "Nice body." "Stop..." "Turn around." I turned around then felt his cool hands on my back.

"I don't see anything...Wait, what's this." I felt him press on my back, causing me to wince. "I see." "What's wrong?" "It's Cutie's doing. Remember when she bit you? Well, it's hard to see, but it's a cyst like pimple." I frowned. How could such a small thing prevent me from bringing out my wings? There was clearly more to Cutie than what we already knew. "Can you do anything about it?" "I could do normal procedures for getting rid of these." "Please, it hurts."

I pulled him closer as I bit down on my other hand. "Just a bit more, Hoon. Hold out for me." He soon stopped applying pressure then something cold had taken its place. "There. Let's wait 10 minutes then try to see if you can bring your wings out." "Thanks Jae." I hugged him tight then felt him return the gesture. I didn't want to let go. "You're pretty warm, Hoon." "Am I? Despite not having a shirt on?" "Mhm." I pushed him back onto a desk then rest my head on his shoulder. "You've been so clingy lately. Is something wrong?" "You might disappear one day because of the people around us. I want to know every inch of you." "That sounds a bit sensual..." "Says the one whispering and rubbing their hands up and down my back. He giggled then rested his chin on my shoulder. "I want to know every inch of you too."

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I happily flapped my wings then looked at Jaehyun. "Thank you!" "Of course. I can't stand to see you suffering." I pulled him closer with my wing then sighed. "You should get home. Your mom might be looking for you." "Right. I'll see you tomorrow?" "Yeah. Watch out for the other students." He nodded then left the room. Cutie had stayed. "That was only the beginning." Her wings briefly changed from gold to white then back to gold. I looked at Gin as she slipped underneath the door to catch up to Jaehyun. "Only the beginning...?"

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I sat in my room as Gin chased his tail. "Gin, I need you to get a message to Jae. Don't let Cutie hear you." He nodded then sat patiently.

I waited for his return then sighed in relief when he did. "He said he just finished the book about angels. The first volume. Here." A book materialized in my hands. I opened up to the first page. "I know this..." I turned to the next page. "White wings...Where have I seen it before..." Then it hit me. In the history class about the fall of the monarchy. Some of the angels had white wings. "And Cutie had them for awhile too..." I scanned the page, and was surprised that I could understand the language. "Fallen? What does that mean..." I scanned the rest of the page, but it didn't explain. I looked at the picture then wondered.

I wrote out many possibilities as Gin played with a ball beside me. "Gin, when Jae brought you to life, your wings were never white, right?" "Right." "And Jae said something about 'fixing' her..." "What are you trying to connect here?" "If Cutie is still bad." He placed his paw on my arm then whined. "You know I'll support you with whatever choice." "I know, but I'm more worried about Jae not believing me if she does turn out to be bad." He tucked himself close to me as I debated on whether or not to bring up my doubts about Cutie.