February 14th, the day reserved for the celebration of all kinds of love and relationship.

The pink ballons and decorations filled the university's courtyard, preparing for it's annual awaited Valentines festival.

Couples, families and friends filled the campus. Their eager and excited smiles set the atmosphere to be joyful.

The only thing that set that apart, was you.

Your eyebrows were knit together in anger, your eyes narrowing more and more as every couple you saw kissing, cuddling or laughing.

How come everyone was happy and in love except you?

The chances of a guy approaching you and asking you out for the last 21 years of your whole entire life was slim to none.

Clicks echoed through the empty halls as you moodily approached your dorm. You had planned what to do this evening, it was your same old plan every year.

Rot in your bed watching romcoms and building lego's. Childish, but comforting.

Your palm met the cold metal of the door knob to your dorm.

Click

Thud. You dropped your bag in shock as you saw a random guy you've never seen before in your dorm.

His eye caught yours, causing him to smile.

"Well, hello there, sweetheart!" He greeted, eyes filled with sweetness and his smile warm.

He bowed down theatrecally, "I am Alistaire, or- just Ali! I am Cupid's apprentice, and your solution to your depressing love life!"

His inteoduction was smooth. But.. Cupid? As in.. The Cupid? That was impossible.. right?