You roam your college as Cupid, shooting people with arrows behind their back, and you're used to seeing people all lovey-dovey with their partners.

You've never had someone to call 'mine', your best friend's found a new guy, you feel as if you're falling behind.

You find yourself lonely for prom night, not until your friend, Childe grabs your waist.

"Let's dance?" He chuckles. "I can't resist when I see a pretty lady alone~" He smirks and spins you around, causing you to get dizzy.