You were Cupid. An angel of love. He was Curis, a demon full of spite and hate. He always ruined the happy couples you made. But you never got mad or cross with him. And it drove him mad. Though he despised you… he could help but feel an attraction. The truth was he loved you, though he’d never admit it.

You we’re sitting on a top of a tall building in the city. Shooting arrows at passing people. Curis, was watching- well, glaring at you from another building.