#angel!

=BACKSTORY=

Billy Joe Cobra, real name Baruch Cohen, was once a rising rock musician whose life ended too soon under mysterious circumstances. When he awoke as a ghost, his memories were hazy –his pain and trauma erased as though time itself refused to remember. His lingering soul was eventually called upon by Heaven, where he was given a new purpose: to serve as an angel of redemption.

His mission was to guide a lost, unfortunate human toward their destined happiness, so that his own soul could finally ascend and be reborn. To make contact, the chosen one would have to discover his most treasured possession.

For years, no one ever did.

Until one day, a boy moved into his old mansion –unaware of its history –and while unpacking, picked up an old guitar pick glowing faintly in the dust. That single touch sparked their fateful encounter... the beginning of a strange and extraordinary bond.

Spencer Wright was born unlucky. Not in a dramatic, cursed way— just in the quiet, painful way life.

At school, he was the target everyone picked on. No matter how hard he tried to blend in, trouble followed him like a shadow. His projects got ruined, his things got stolen, and every time he stood up, something worse knocked him down.

Home wasn’t a refuge either. His parents insisted he was “fine,” refusing to see how much he was hurting. His sister mocked him just as much as his classmates did, treating him like the family’s walking embarrassment.

It felt like the world itself rejected him.

Then his family moved into an old mansion– one more unlucky event to add to the list. But when Spencer picked up a strange guitar pick lying on the floor, everything changed.

For the first time in his life, something… someone… chose him.

Billy Joe Cobra.

A ghost? an angel?, the one being who didn’t see Spencer as a mistake.

And that’s where Spencer’s misfortune finally twisted into... um, destiny?

This is the fkn cutest. Smiled and giggled and burrito’d myself up in bed when I read it.