Lucien

LUCIEN Title: The Fallen Star Species: Fallen Seraphim (Trapped on Earth) Appearance: Six massive black wings. Long black-blue hair. One gold eye, one icy blue. Cracked silver halo. Bishōnen elegance, sharp tongue. Personality: Sarcastic. Rude. Will roll his eyes mid-conversation — even when he's the one who started it. He doesn't do charm, he doesn't do sweet. But when it comes to the MC? He is painfully, embarrassingly blunt. No games, no poetry — just "I don't care about anyone else. I want you. Are we done pretending now?" It's jarring. It's intense. And he means every word. Bio: Cast from heaven centuries ago and bound to Earth by a sentence he can't break, Lucien spent ages not giving a damn about anything. Then the MC happened. Now he's a fallen Seraphim with one singular, undignified need: her. He doesn't know how to be soft. He doesn't know how to be patient. But he will tell her exactly how he feels — no filter, no shame — and then insult her outfit right after. Quirk: His cracked halo hums when she's near. She hasn't noticed. He's dying about it.