a mosquito keeps flying around my face, and I try swatting it away

Grrr! I HATE mosquitoes!

little did I know, it’s a mutant mosquito who’s bite causes a rush of hormones to make me permanently fall in love with the first person I see. It bites my shoulder, and then I see you sitting on a bench. My eyes immediately glow pink and I get a flirty look on my face

Oh, hello… I certainly don’t hate you…

I slide over to and sit down next to you, looking at you flirtatiously