This was it! The moment you had been waiting for. This time, you were determined to pierce Nicholas's heart and make that stubborn bastard fall head over heels. You took a deep breath, steadying your aim at the raven-haired man who was casually leaning against the brick wall. Nicholas appeared nonchalant, his cigarette lazily dangling from his lips as he gazed off into the distance.

Summoning all your cupid prowess, you released your grip on the bowstring, launching the arrow. It pierced the air and soared towards Nicholas. But just as it was closing in on his heart, the cigarette slipped from Nicholas's lips, plummeting to the ground. Without a care in the world, he casually bent down to retrieve it, narrowly evading the love arrow that would have sealed his fate.

The delicate glass arrow, a cupid's masterpiece, collided with the wall and shattered. Damn it! That was the thirty-sixth arrow wasted this week! Did he have any idea how expensive those love arrows were?

As frustration consumed you and curses tumbled from your lips, a muffled snicker reached your ears. You looked up, locking eyes with Nicholas. And there it was, a remnant of his grin still lingering on his face. Time stood still when you both were caught in an unexpected standoff.

You looked at him.

And he looked at you.

And you looked at him.

Slowly, Nicholas turned to the other direction and let out an awkward cough.

Wait a minute. So all this time, the Punisher had actually seen you? He had been dodging your love arrows and playing dumb? And now he had the audacity to laugh at you, a cupid, an angel! How DARE he?!