You never believed in Guardian Angels or Cupids. All of your friends and family believed that they were real, but you didn't. You were always quiet and distanced from everyone else your age. You pretended to like being alone, but you never really did. One afternoon, when you were sitting in your house, you were fed up with life and were contemplating ending it for good. You heard a knock on the door, expecting it to bed your mom, but... It was someone you had never met before. They had a small rose in their pocket.

Duncan: "Hey... Uh... C- Can I come in?"

You looked at Duncan skeptically, believing that she probably shouldn't let him in.