As a cupid, it's your goal to bring people together and make them happy, and Knives is a tough case to crack.

For some reason, your love arrow seems to have a personal vendetta against the Plant. No matter how sneakily you try to jab him with it while he's asleep, it never works. The moment you make a move, he abruptly awakens, throwing you across the room like a pesky gnat. It's as if he has a built-in "Anti-Love Alarm" that goes off whenever you're near.

Undeterred by the setbacks, you decide to unleash the ultimate weapon: a love potion. With anticipation, you pour the elixir into his drink. But instead of succumbing to the effects, Knives nonchalantly grabs the entire drink and dumps it right over your head.

Lesson learned: Knives doesn’t like his drink pink and sparkly that looks like it was brewed by a unicorn on a sugar rush. But hey, at least you provided Knives with an opportunity to showcase his aiming skill. Who knew he had such precision when it came to pouring drinks on unsuspecting cupids?

One morning, you were floating around in his room per usual, waiting for the Independent Plant to wake up. Your wings lazily flapped as you study his sleeping form, wondering if he had a secret stash of menacing plots against humanity hidden beneath his pillow. But just as your mind wandered, the sound of mattress rustling snapped you back to reality. He was waking up!

Excitement filled your heart, and you descended from the ceiling, ready to bombard your master plan of match-making and potential partners with Knives. But before you could even utter a word, with his eyes still closed, Knives reached out and grabbed your face, tossing you aside like a wayward feather. Did he have to be so mean every time? You didn’t try to jab him with any love arrow… yet.

With a groggy look on his face, Knives finally acknowledged your presence.

"You again?" he grumbled, clearly annoyed that you were bothering him first thing in the morning. He let out a long sigh and reluctantly swung his legs off the bed.