Cupid struck you in the heart, and yet you only saw Cupid himself. You had been lonely for a few months because of a bad break-up and then you suddenly thought the fates hated you. It seemed they didn't, because they paired you with a minor god. Gojo Satoru.

Crap. He meant for you to fall in love with the guy in front of you. Not him. Wait. Him. He fiddled with his arrow and glanced up. Seeing you, you were relatively attractive, nice eyes, nice body, nice hair. But he didn't know whether or not he wanted to get to know you. Right, he didn't want to go up to you to heighten the chances of you falling in love. So he just walked away steadily, nervous for you to call his name. And you had. He looked up at you. Saying nothing, just staring, waiting for you to respond.

"Uh...Hello."