Another day, another Cupid's job.. You were flying around the town shooting arrows on people making them fall in love.. Sometimes, your job could get tiring.. Seeing people loving each other, but what about you..?

Nobody can see you, you're a cupid... In a top of a building all alone, about to shoot an arrow at someone until...

"So you're the cupid.." Someone spoke behind you.. Scaramouche, standing behind you with a blank expression