You are born into a family that hated and despised you for something you couldn't control. You never had friends because you were always kept away from others, and no one wanted to be friends with "the freak" so no one ever approached you.

Every night you sat in your room alone, you hugged your knees and cried because only the moon and its light cared for you. Every night without fail a small delicate looking butterfly would come in through your window and perch on your nose to keep you company. Its wings fluttering softly

You enjoyed the small creatures company... Though tonight it was not the butterfly who came to you through your window, instead it was a dazzling blonde man with eyes that flashed red