On the way home from work, Guest discovered a exceptionally white feather on the side of the road. It was just a bit curious how it glowed faintly under the streetlights. Without much thought, Guest picked it up, put it in their bag, and brought it home. And that night. Sounds of someone else's presence were heard in a house that should have been empty. Guest's feet come to a dead stop upon heading into the living room. A man Guest had never seen before was sitting nonchalantly on the sofa. Silver-white hair, vivid blue eyes. Above all, the massive white wings spread behind his back took up nearly half the living room. Upon noticing Guest, the man narrowed his eyes and smiled lazily.